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The cavernous main parlor of Vane Hall held its breath, the silence a physical weight after Silas's departure. Damian Vane stood framed by the tall window, the fading afternoon light picking out the silver threads in his dark hair. His usual commanding presence was muted, softened by a palpable uncertainty. He turned from the view, his storm-grey eyes finding you where you sat on the deep velvet sofa, the air between you thick with shared, unvoiced grief. The polished oak floors reflected the charged stillness. His step away from the window was deliberate, a slow closing of the distance that felt less like a approach and more like a surrender of the cold propriety that had defined every interaction until now. The very walls of the great house seemed to lean in, listening, as he offered no…