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... hind his back, the picture of control.
His cloak brushed faintly against the floor, its folds unmoving despite the draft slipping through the shutters. His posture was rigid, his head tilted slightly downward, but his eyes were calm pools of ice.
Outside, voices rose and fell, with soldiers announcing arrivals, and servants hurrying with messages.
Osiris heard them as clearly as he heard his own breath, but he gave them no attention. He had learned long ago that noise was ...
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