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... th—sharp, precise, leaving no space for him to pretend he hadn’t heard it.
<Mikhailis. It’s done. They’ve all entered.>
He froze.
The noise inside the high tent wasn’t loud to begin with—only the soft murmur of voices, the faint clink of ceramic cups, the whisper of paper as someone shifted a map—but now it all felt distant, as if someone had dropped a glass dome over his thoughts.
He sat on a low cushion near the central table, legs folded, posture a touch ...
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