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... . Mozrael stepped in first, her fingers twitching at her sides as the room swallowed her. It was the same room, but something was different.
She suddenly felt it- a gaze. Not just watching, but judging. The kind that made her stomach tighten.
She resisted the urge to shrink back, to press closer to Aramith’s side. There was no point in showing discomfort now, not when they had just walked in. Instead, she forced herself to keep calm.
Aramith stepped in next, and in that m ...
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