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A house, made to be as durable as possible, and even further than that. Turned into a mansion that fit the rulers of this town.

I walked through the door, and immediately my eyes began to droop. A sense of deep exhaustion that brought me closer to that familiar bed.

But before I could even do that I had to introduce my guest to her room. There was enough for her and that was fine with her too.

Staying here that was.

And so, I guided her to one of the empty rooms. It was already equipped with blankets and a bed, a light for anything that she might need.

After that I yawned and strode towards my own bed. It was close but not close enough that I didn't feel even more dead on my feet than I already did.

And so, once I was there I found comfort in the sheets. A gentle hand that guided me towards sleep.

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