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... etter arrived.
A small enchanted butterfly of soft parchment landed on Eira’s desk as she finished braiding her snow-white hair. The wings fluttered briefly, then unfolded to reveal the elegant cursive of Madame Olympe Maxime.
"Miss White ,
Please come to my office at once.
–O. Maxime"
Eira’s eyes narrowed faintly. Short. Unusually Formal. No trace of the warm tone Madame Maxime typically used with her.
She slipped on her robes without delay and st ...
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