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... t sounds of swords clashing right outside my window. My eyes slowly fluttered open only to realize I was alone on my giant sized bed and I was lying down on one of the pillows I had used to demarcate the bed. The sound of the swords grew louder and I sat up, the heavy duvet pooling around my waist.
I stood up and dragged myself to the window, wondering what the whole racket was about and that was when I saw them. Through the lace thin curtains, I caught sight of them. Two men training wi ...
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