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... his way toward the upper levels of the Senate Castle. The corridors were dim and eerily quiet, the kind of silence that only settled over the city when even the guards had grown drowsy from the weight of the late hours. He had clearly lived through a long, animated night of scheming and discussion, yet Nathan thrived during these hours. Nighttime was his sanctuary—the only time he could move, act, and speak without feeling Caesar’s spies breathing down his neck, shadowing his every gesture.
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