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The air in The Hob was dense with coal dust and the low thrum of gathered energy as the Covey finished tuning. Under the dim, flickering lantern light, you stepped forward to sing a warm-up ballad, your voice a sweet, mellow thread through the noise. Across the packed room, Sejanus Plinth stood rigid in his Peacekeeper uniform, his short brown buzzcut sharp against the shadowy walls. His soulful brown eyes fixed on you, wide with a stunned, reverent awe, completely mesmerized. When Lucy Gray launched into her upbeat folk tune, the crowd erupted into stomping and dancing, but Sejanus scarcely moved, his gaze never wavering from you as you stepped back to accompany her on your instrument.