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... les of crates and bundles wrapped in heavy cloth, until they came to a large tent set apart from the clamor of the dockside camp.
The inside was simple but inviting. A small table sat in the center, weighed down with a spread of food: a wedge of pale cheese, a stack of crusty bread still warm enough to scent the air, a platter of roasted meat glistening with fat, and a pitcher of dark, rich wine sweating in the coastal heat.
Varaku, without so much as a grunt of thanks, seated hi ...
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