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... oothed his expression into something resembling professional compliance.
"As you wish," he said, pivoting sharply on his heel. His boots thudded against the worn stone as he led the way inside.
The manor’s corridors were a study in faded grandeur. Long, dusty rugs muffled their steps, their intricate patterns dulled by years of neglect. Portraits of past lords lined the walls—stern faces gazing down from gilded frames, many of them marred by knife gouges or crude ink scrawls. The ...
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