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... ly. The food left in bowls and plates on the small table beside bed had long gone cold, probably no longer edible.
The young man groaned, pressing a hand to his head. It still throbbed faintly, whether from motion sickness or the fact that he’d gone without dinner, he wasn’t sure.
As his bleary eyes took in the unfamiliar room—no cribs in sight—he finally remembered he wasn’t in Bota Village anymore.
He set up a protective barrier around his room, then slipped into the di ...
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