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When he’d entered the ballroom, he could hardly walk through the door, the air was so thick with wards and silencing charms. That should’ve been the first clue. The room was dark, save for the handful of candles floating in a circle above the center. Their orange glow shimmered off of skin still sallow from prolonged imprisonment as his Aunt smiled in greeting and gestured to the single chair set in front of her.