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... front had warmth and oak and the soft charm of a wine enthusiast, this room was deliberate.
Clean stone walls, maps pinned beneath glass at several locations, and piles of letters stacked on top of a nearby shelf.
"Please," the curator said, gesturing for Ryn to sit. "Make yourself at home."
Ryn lowered himself into the seat. The curator poured another measure of the chilled white wine, its surface catching the dim light.
"Now," the man said, settling opposite hi ...
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