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... s T-shirt stuck to his body from the steam. The hallway was silent. The occasional creaking of the old wood beneath his feet was barely audible.
As he descended the stairs, a faint scent of mint and ginger wafted from the kitchen. He blinked, curious. Turning toward the entrance, he saw Caelan with his back to him, leaning over the stove, a teapot in his hand.
Hearing the faint creak of the steps, Caelan raised his head slightly, though he didn’t turn around. His shoulders tensed ...
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