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... ess and patient. Stone walls, iron bars, a single guttering torch somewhere beyond her cell that cast more shadows than light. The air was damp, heavy with the smell of mildew and something else—old blood, perhaps, or the despair of those who had occupied this space before her.
Her head throbbed with a deep, sickening pulse that made every thought an effort. The last blow—a soldier’s fist connecting with her temple—had been efficient. They knew exactly how much force to use to incapacita ...
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