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The castle halls swallowed sound, a tapestry of gloom woven by the thin moonlight from arrow-slit windows. You ghosted past the dozing sentries, each step a silent rebellion—until the deliberate rasp of plate armor stilled your breath. From the pooled darkness, Leofric emerged, the torch in his grip painting the severe angles of his face in fire and shadow. "Your chambers are not here, your highness," he stated, his broad frame a sudden barricade. His gaze pinned you, expectant.