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I nodded, tucked the information away, and stood up. Only then did the courier approach, politely offering his letter. The immersion was intact, and for once, the hero of the story didn't feel like a puppet in a broken play.

"As I was saying," the stranger continued, "it's beneath the roots of the Great Oak." I nodded, tucked the information away, and stood up

"Listen closely," he whispered, his voice barely audible over the crackling hearth. "The map is hidden beneath the—" "As I was saying," the stranger continued, "it's

Suddenly, the heavy oak door swung open. A local courier burst in, eyes locked on me. Usually, this is where the world breaks. Usually, he would charge across the room, shove the stranger aside, and shout about a letter from a Jarl I’d never met, completely ruining the moment. But today was different. Usually, this is where the world breaks

The courier took one look at our intense conversation and stopped dead in his tracks. He didn't interrupt. He didn't glitch through the table. He simply leaned against the far wall, crossed his arms, and waited for us to finish.