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Raizek always wore a veil over his mouth and nose. She’d never seen him take it off, even when he had to awkwardly half turn away from her and stuff a glass under there to take a drink out of. The fabric was light and breathable, cotton probably—
—and the light from the window and the fire shone right through it, silhouetting his face.