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Chapter 6: Dilemma of Betrayal Morning did not come lightly to Thomas as he sat, slumped in his large armchair facing the now-dead fire. Light seemed to lightly float into the room against the curtains, making the ceiling glow in a gentle effulgence; in some ways, Thomas was glad that the glare from the morning sun was muted, for the night before was terribly hectic and he felt a long, uninterrupted slumber was obligatory. Rubbing his eyes wearily, Thomas removed the debris from his tear ducts and yawned, politely covering his mouth out of habit. He stretched his arms as far forward as he could, producing several popping cracks in his shoul