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... nd them like lazy spirits, curling from the bath’s surface in thick ribbons that clung to bare skin. The room was dim, the only light flickering from a single crystal lamp on the far wall—its glow soft, amber, dancing over the walls like liquid gold. The scent of the heated herbal oils floated between them—lavender, chamomile, something darker and spicier Sylvaris couldn’t name. It made the room feel more intimate than it had any right to be.
Water lapped gently at the stone edges, slosh ...
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