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... chest.
The air smelled faintly of incense and old wood polish.
She stood with her hands folded in front of ’her’ and her posture is composed but her heartbeat quickened.
Across from her, on a high-backed chair adorned with gilt carvings of roses and hawks, a woman was sitting whom Florence had spent her entire life both fearing and resenting...
Her Mother, the Grand Matriarch.
Her presence filled the room more than the chair ever could.
The sharp l ...
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