"Good night, Uther Doul." Softened by the bow, Huaisang turns and leaves, returning to his own rooms and whatever sleep he can get before he's needed again. He trusts that Doul can find the way to the plain, bare rooms provided to him, or get the aid of one of Huaisang's stewards.
He thinks of Doul, and of Jin Guangyao's mother, but he still manages to fall swiftly asleep.
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He thinks of Doul, and of Jin Guangyao's mother, but he still manages to fall swiftly asleep.