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... d along the cobblestoned walls as tall windows stood ajar, spilling light over gilded interiors.
"Good morning, Sir. Your bath is ready."
A man clothed in a cotton—like robe, stirred awake at the polite mention of his name.
His silver hair fell to his shoulders as he sat up groggily, revealing his aged face that retained the beauty of time past.
Looking round his heavily furnished room with uninterested eyes that reflected the golden furniture, he focused on the m ...
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