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... countryside of France, the Voclain Palace stood with timeless majesty. Its spires pierced the blue morning sky, and the sweeping fields that surrounded it swayed gently under the breeze, adding an air of serenity to its grandeur. The estate bustled quietly—servants moved about with practiced grace, some flicking their wands to polish the marble floors and tall windows, others preparing a silver tray of steaming tea and delicate pastries.
Within the grand office of the lord of the palace, ...
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