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... mp revealed little more than the outlines of the space: a modest, dust-ridden chamber typical of roadside inns.
Seated inside were four others, their expressions tight with anticipation. One more sat cross-legged on the floor—a woman, silent, still, like a drawn bow.
"I've made one last attempt," the man said grimly. "I still can't poison their wine or water. We need to move on to the next plan."
The others nodded without protest.
For two days, they had schemed, s ...
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