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... e no longer weighing something; it was more as if he had reached a decision. He placed the cup he was holding on the table, then turned his head slightly.
"Follow me, Leonardo."
His tone was not a command, but a measured invitation. I quietly walked behind him. The stone paths of the garden were still damp in the morning cold; our steps occasionally left a crunching sound. We passed through the palace and arrived at a tall arched door. A few men stood beyond the door, dressed in ...
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