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... the polished oak table that ran the length of the Zehntner estate’s dining hall.
Candles flickered in ornate brass holders, their flames dancing to the faint crackle of the hearth behind Bruno’s chair.
Heidi was the picture of serene nobility, seated at his right, her hair pinned in a classical bun, a faint smile playing on her lips as she passed a basket of dark rye bread to Alya.
"It almost feels like we’re back in Berlin...." she murmured, more to herself than anyone e ...
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