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... , stood White Manor—a grand and ancient castle bearing the name of the noble house it had sheltered for generations. On that night, in one of its many quiet chambers—adorned with delicate toys, porcelain dolls, and velvet cushions—a young woman sat on the floor, smiling at her child.
Maria White, regal even in simplicity, was playing with her baby girl, barely a year old. The soft light of the enchanted chandelier above made the child’s green eyes gleam like forest on fresh snow. Maria l ...
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