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... ining arena anymore. The vast stone coliseum, the blood-slicked walls, the howls of beasts, the roar of the crowd—all gone.
No. I was somewhere else.
Soft silk sheets brushed against my fingers. A faint scent of lavender drifted through the air. Familiar warmth wrapped around me. I blinked slowly, trying to process the contrast.
Sunlight filtered gently through my window curtains, casting golden streaks across the marble floorboards. My ceiling—the same ceiling I had woke ...
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