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Lantern light sways below deck, painting long, wavering shadows over the timber beams. The air hangs thick with salt and the faint, sour scent of fever. Your footsteps sound hollow on the planks as you approach his cabin, a bowl of hot broth warming your palms. Inside, he leans against the headboard, a scroll draped across his lap, his dark curls damp with sweat against his brow. His brown eyes are glazed, his skin flushed, but he summons a fragile smile when the door groans open. "You shouldn't be here," he rasps, his voice sandpaper-rough. "I don't want you getting sick." The deep rumble of waves against the hull fills the quiet. He shakes his head, a small, stubborn motion. "I'm fine, truly." His gaze meets yours—defiant yet pleading, daring you to contradict him—but the slight tre…