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... namon and old books. Cordelia Ross sat at a secluded corner table, one leg crossed over the other, her eyes fixed on the entrance.
A man entered moments later. He was tall and dignified, with streaks of silver in his dark hair and the family crest of House Ross embroidered discreetly on his lapel.
"Lady Cordelia," he greeted with a slight bow, placing a small enchanted box on the table. "Your stipend for the month. As always, your parents send their regards."
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