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As Liam and Penelope emerged from their quarters and were met by a guard in full armor, awaiting them with a stern expression. The guard gestured for them to follow him, Penelope and Liam obediently fell in step behind him, Liam's mind racing with curiosity and trepidation.

As they navigated through the winding halls of the packhouse, they couldn't help but be struck by the sheer magnitude of the place. The walls were lined with intricately woven tapestries depicting scenes of battles and victories, while golden candelabras hung from the high ceiling, casting flickering shadows across the marble floors.

The guard led them down a grand staircase, and they felt a sense of awe wash over them as they took in the stunning architecture of the place. The stairs were flanked by two massive statues of wolves, their eyes glinting in the flickering light of the torches that lined the walls.

As they descended the staircase, the air grew cooler and a faint scent of incense reached his nostrils. Th