Chapter 95

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The tavern room was a haven of warmth, its wooden walls aglow with the soft, amber flicker of the fireplace, the embers crackling in a steady rhythm that filled the quiet space. The air carried the delicate scent of lavender, a remnant of Ronan’s earlier bath, no...

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