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... stone floor, the weight of Tazka's last words—"repopulate"—settling into his bones like a heavy fog, his mind churning as he tried to grasp what it meant for him in this strange, overwhelming world.
His throat felt dry, constricted, and his pulse thudded in his ears, a frantic rhythm that hadn't slowed since he'd woken in chains.
He shifted his weight, the air thick with the mingled scents of leather, musk, and something faintly sweet, his eyes darting between the towering women ...
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