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... lamp with a glowing mana stone inside it—buzzed somewhere in the background, casting a cozy amber glow over the Vaise mansion’s living room.
Raven was on the couch, his legs lazily stretched out on the coffee table, one arm looped around Clara, who was sipping her tea like a Victorian ghost, the other half-pinned under Siris—who was still clinging to him like a possessive octopus in hibernation.
Her faint snores alternated with occasional sleep-mumbling that sounded suspiciously ...
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