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... emind nobles that stone walls and silence don’t care about their bloodlines. A single desk, two chairs, a narrow window that let in gray light. The dust on the sill was neat, as if even dust had learned not to misbehave where Ariadne spent her hours.
She stepped inside without hesitation, her sworn taking position outside the door. When it shut, the sound seemed louder than it should have been. Five minutes had begun.
She stood, arms crossed, back straight, every line of her post ...
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