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... hing with a folded towel in her hands. “Towel… here.”
She led him to the small but cozy bathroom nestled under a curve of the tree’s interior, gently carved with natural shapes and faint glowing runes.
Marcellus blinked.
“…This is the shower?”
Lithia nodded.
The moment felt oddly domestic. Her soft steps, her quiet demeanor—it all reminded him of their time back in Armand estate, except now… this was her home.
“Err… Lithia?” he asked, scratching hi ...
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