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... ber was silent.
Master Bellory sat alone on a dusty yet exquisitely soft sofa, his hands clasped together on his lap. His body leaned back, eyes closed, lost in thought.
The room had been quiet for some time—Lyle had long since left.
Knock! Knock!
The sound of knocking echoed through the wooden door.
Bellory made no move. After a brief pause, the visitor outside took the liberty of pushing the door open and stepping in. Such an act signified that the perso ...
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