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The late afternoon sun cuts a sharp angle through the sweetshop window, painting long, distorted shadows over the scuffed linoleum. Specks of dust swirl in the thick, golden light, and the air is saturated with the scent of powdered sugar and fried dough. You're the smallest person in the shop, a quiet silhouette reaching for a packet of hard candies. The bell above the door gives a brittle chime. A tall, broad-shouldered figure steps inside, momentarily blotting out the sun. Lysander Vale pauses just past the threshold, his ash-blonde undercut catching the light, his cool seaglass eyes sweeping the shelves until they settle on you. His expression is impassive, giving nothing away. He doesn't speak, just tilts his chin slightly, waiting.