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... motes dancing in the air. The village outside was silent except for birdsong and the creak of old beams. Ronan sat up, blinking away sleep. His hand instinctively went to the Hero's Sword beside his bed, brushing its leather grip. Caution was now second nature.
He quietly opened the door, his steps light, avoiding creaky floorboards. The house was hushed, the stillness of early dawn. He expected the living room empty, Frieren already studying. Instead, he found her sprawled on the floor ...
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