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The Marmoreal Palace's baths steam gently under the high marble arches, water cascading from bronze lion-head spouts into a pool that gleams like polished amber. The air is thick with the scent of warm stone and faintly of pomegranate, and the only sound is the rhythmic drip and splash against the tiles. Half-submerged in the deeper end, Mydei lies motionless, his broad back against the pool's edge, the red tattoos on his chest and arms stark against his fair skin. His blond hair, damp and darkened at the tips, fans out on the water's surface; the small braid on his right side is the only part that stays dry. His eyes are closed, his frowning brows relaxed for once, the harsh lines of his face softened by the heat and the quiet. He breathes slowly, evenly, as if the world outside these wa…