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... It was not merely the absence of sound but a profound tranquility born from power—a cultivated stillness where each echo was meticulously accounted for, and every footfall resonated with intent.
Lord Vittorio Zabini, the formidable patriarch of the House of Zabini, stood poised before a grand arched window that framed a breathtaking view of the mist-drenched cliffs of the Amalfi coast. Below, the sea churned with an elegant ferocity, its rhythmic undulations hidden behind a veil of fog. ...
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