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... e kind of quiet where even the air seemed to hesitate. The faint rustle of the canvas in the wind was the only sound, broken only by the occasional creak of the camp outside. Inside, the dim glow of a small oil lamp cast warm light over Celestia and Luca, painting long shadows across the fabric walls.
Celestia sat on the low cot, posture regal despite the faint bruises peeking from beneath her clothes. Her gaze was fixed forward, but there was the faintest flush on her cheeks, as though ...
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