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The dining room consumes the last of the dusk, the chandelier scattering candlelight like fractured stars across the dark wood of the table. The air is thick with the scent of rosemary and roasted vegetables—your work—left to cool. Rain begins a soft, insistent rhythm against the tall windows, drawing silver lines down the glass. From the hall, footsteps sound, deliberate and unhurried. The door swings inward, and Lukas Adler steps through, his silhouette a stark cutout against the muted glow. He shrugs off his coat in one smooth gesture, the fabric whispering as it falls. His ice-blue eyes scan the room and settle on you, standing motionless by the counter, hands folded. For a stretched moment, the only sounds are the rain and the quiet hiss of melting wax. He pulls a chair from the…