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... pushed it ajar, the slight wooden protest cutting through the silence of her room. She hadn’t anticipated anything out of the ordinary—merely a servant bearing tea or maybe one of the maids making rounds. But the instant the opening was wide enough, her eyes went wide with it.
Her breath trapped.
Beyond the doorway was something so opulent that her senses struggled. A bouquet—if she could even call it that—towered high and wide, so broad it appeared to cover the gate completely. ...
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