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... h the scent of pipe smoke, cheap wine, and the lingering musk of unwashed uniforms.
The room was filled with men of different ranks, drinking, arguing, and playing cards as the oil lamps cast flickering shadows on the wooden walls.
It was the heart of the army's social life, a place where alliances were made, grudges were held, and words cut deeper than bayonets.
Moreau sat at a corner table, Renaud across from him, shuffling a deck of cards.
A bottle of Bordeaux ...
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