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... lantern light.
Outside, crickets sang, their rhythm a faint echo of peace.
But inside, the silence hung heavier, like it was still catching up to everything Nero had left behind.
The scent of herbal oil clung faintly to his skin, sharp and clean.
His bath had done its job, the grime of blood and battle was gone, replaced by lingering soreness and faint bruises across his ribs.
He sat now at the long wooden table, shoulders relaxed, posture deceptively calm ...
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