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... th practiced, mechanical care. The quiet was oppressive—held together only by the faint clink of fine porcelain as Valmiera lifted her teacup once more.
The stillness shattered with the soft hiss of the ornate doors sliding open.
Mavis entered.
She did not stroll in like a cat this time. There was no trace of the usual smirk, no swagger or teasing air. Her steps were silent, posture straight, expression devoid of her trademark mischief.
She walked forward until sh ...
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