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... ipping gold between the crooked roofs of Sira’s Oak.
The inn was small, old, and smelled faintly of thyme and damp wood.
Wolves moved in and out carrying crates, plates, fabrics... most barely sparing us a glance.
Otto spoke to the innkeeper, and after a brief exchange, he turned back toward me with a grimace.
"There’s only one room left," he said.
My stomach fell.
"Oh."
"It’s fine," he added quickly. "You’ll take the bed. I’ll sleep on the ...
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