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Antheia returned to her chamber by way of the private staircase, undisturbed and unseen. Once inside, she shed her male disguise, slipped into a loose wrapper, and collapsed into an armchair.
But her thoughts were far from restful.
She twitched with nervous starts, her eyes darting to every shadow as if expecting some specter to leap forth. Sever