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... the edge of Noel’s shadow like smoke dissolving into air.
The mansion’s corridors were quiet—too quiet. The faint hum of mana-lamps cast long, still silhouettes along the marble walls. To anyone else, it would have looked like a simple walk after dinner. But Noir’s instincts prickled.
The woman’s perfume, once sweet, now carried something rotten beneath it—metallic, sharp, wrong. Noir’s nose twitched as she followed soundlessly, padding across the crimson carpet with her paws bar ...
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