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... for time to pass. The fabric, once neatly folded, was now creased from how many times she had twisted and pressed it. After a bit more fussing over her, adjusting the collar here, muttering disapprovals there– Livia had finally let her go.. Serena sighed and pushed a strand of hair out of her face.
If it was in Silverstone, her hair would have been tightly bound under a lacy scarf, with one or two trinkets if she felt like it. But here, she would have to leave her hair out. She had fixe ...
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