He walked on the fringes of the celebration, ale in hand, watching as the dancers spun in circles, laughing and celebrating life and a moment of peace.
Lee leans forward, peeking inside until he can see the burnished edges of her hair falling softly around her face as she bends over the desk to mark papers.
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