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... , and the nobles had begun to move again in slow currents of silk and expensive perfume, smiles arranged like shields. The palace grid kept breathing through the etherlines in the walls, steady and indifferent, while the warded panels behind the carved molding held the temperature perfectly stable, as if the building itself refused to acknowledge that human beings were messy.
Rafael didn’t relax.
He simply shifted modes.
Natalie was still in Gabriel’s arms, small and heav ...
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