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... with groans.
The sun streamed mercilessly through the villa’s wide windows, stabbing straight into Nero’s skull. He stirred beneath the blanket, clutching his head. The unusual-eyed knight was used to battle, pain, and exhaustion—but hangovers were a new enemy entirely.
Across the room, Adam was sprawled like a corpse on the couch, one arm dangling to the floor, muttering incoherently about "lutes" and "rigged strings." Lux, ever the composed one, was seated upright in an armcha ...
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