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Chapter 44: In the Measure of Loyalty

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last update publish date: 2025-08-25 15:30:48

The dining hall of the Musk estate was filled with warmth and shadow. Crystal chandeliers glowed softly above, like stars trapped in glass. Heavy curtains shut out the city, leaving only firelights and the gleam of polished silver to mark the evening. The smell of lemon oil lingered on the paneled walls, mingling with richer scents from the kitchen roast meat, aged wine, and spices.

At the head of the long table sat Don Victor. He had not risen to greet Zogo, but his presence carried the weight
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