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... canopy of flowering trees, the sun casting soft golden rays across the grass. The air was fresh, the scent of roses mingling with the steam from the cup of milk tea she held in her hands. It had been a week since her conversation with the Cecil, and today, she allowed herself a rare moment of quiet.
As she sipped her tea, Emma appeared from the garden path, her voice calm but alert. "My lady, you have a visitor."
Eira glanced up. "Who is it? Who wants to visit me this early in th ...
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