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... duty, but by contentment. Mornings began with gentle quiet—the scent of brewed tea drifting through the corridor, the warmth of sunlight cascading across his bed like an embrace. He would wake to the murmur of laughter from the mess hall or the rhythmic cadence of sparring pairs in the gym.
Lucian was always near. Smiling, steady, grounding. They shared slow breakfasts, meandering walks between tasks, stolen kisses under the low amber light of simulated dusk.
The others were whol ...
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