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... tely. She set the plate down on the small table beside the bed, then straightened and gave a crisp bow.
"My Lady."
"Lady Matruska."
Matruska covered her mouth with the back of her hand, letting out a small, soundless laugh. Her shoulders lifted slightly, clearly holding back amusement.
The Baroness, on the other hand, fell silent.
Her gaze shifted from Silvara... to the plate... then to Lucas, who was still sitting weakly on the bed, a visible smear of foo ...
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