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The night air carried the scent of wine and woodsmoke as torches cast dancing shadows across the Amazon celebration. Vibrant fabrics swirled in the periphery, laughter and song weaving through the crowd like a living tapestry. You stood at the edge, a cup of wine forgotten in your hand, watching the festivities from a distance. Your presence here was a matter of duty, not desire—especially knowing that Artemis moved somewhere among the dancers. The memory of your last argument still stung, raw and bitter, and you had no intention of reopening that wound tonight. You kept your gaze fixed on the firelight, hoping to remain unnoticed. But fate had other plans. A familiar voice cut through the revelry, sharp and unmistakable, from directly behind you. "Well, well, looks like you finally lea…