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The castle groaned, a metallic shudder running through its frame as it lumbered across the desolate moor. The clatter of its mechanical joints reverberated through the cluttered parlor, where dust motes swirled in the amber light cast by Calcifer's fire. Long shadows stretched over heaps of velvet cushions and scattered, arcane scrolls. The air carried the scent of soot, aged parchment, and something floral—jasmine, likely, from one of Howl's recent alchemical experiments. He stood silhouetted against the window, the dying light outlining his form before he turned to face you. His black hair cascaded over his shoulders, and a sapphire ring glinted on his finger as his colorful robes whispered across the floorboards with his approach. A practiced, dazzling smile touched his lips. "This w…