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... ith a quiet click, leaning against the polished wood for a moment as she let out a slow, measured breath.
The morning sun filtered through the tall windows, casting long, soft rays across the dark mahogany desk and the towering shelves filled with ancient tomes and scrolls.
The faint scent of parchment and ink filled the room, a familiar comfort in the chaos of her mind.
The breakfast had been... amusing, to say the least. Watching Zera barely restrain herself, fists clen ...
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