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Liliana’s POV
The halls were quiet as Bastian and I walked side by side toward our room, the echoes of the banquet still lingering in my mind. The scent of spiced wine and roasted meats clung faintly to the air, mingling with the faint floral aroma of the garlands that had adorned the hall. My hand rested lightly in the crook of his arm, his warmth grounding me as the events of the past days weighed heavily on my heart.
As we entered the room, the soft glow of candlelight welcomed us, casting flickering shadows across the stone walls. The faint scent of lavender lingered in the air, and the quilted bedding was freshly turned down. Yet despite the soothing ambiance, I felt anything but calm. My chest was heavy with thoughts I couldn’t seem to push away.
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