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... at still clung to the halls of the keep. Soft golden light from the hearth spilled across the stone floor, mingling with the muted hues of tapestries that told stories older than memory. Aya stood by the long table, nursing a cup of wine in her hand, when the door suddenly crashed open.
"Aya!" Juno burst into the room, nearly tripping over his own boots. His arms were laden with books and scrolls, half of them threatening to tumble to the floor.
Aya caught one before it fell and ...
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