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... rough the trees like constellations caught in silk. Music drifted gently through the air, slow and tender, as if composed for the moment itself.
Han Xin held Xiang Yu close, their bodies swaying in quiet rhythm. His head was lowered, the tip of his nose brushing the curve of Xiang Yu’s neck, where the scent of plumeria clung like memory. Their fingers were entwined, palms pressed together as if sealing a vow.
Han Xin’s gaze, half-lidded and dazzling, flicked to Xiang Yu from the ...
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