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... urtains of Marissa’s private sitting room, casting a warm, deceptive glow over the polished furniture. The air was still, filled with the gentle clinking of fine china.
Lily stood by the small round table, holding a silver teapot. Steam curled from the spout, carrying the delicate, floral aroma of jasmine tea. She poured the hot liquid into a cup, her movements practiced and careful.
"Your tea, Your Grace," Lily said softly.
Marissa sat by the window, bathed in the sunlig ...
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