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... figure moved with visible exhaustion.
Although her movements bore the grace of a noble, and the rigidity of a warrior, she looked worn out.
Nathaniel or rather, Augusta slumped onto the bed.
Her red hair fell in shimmering waves scattered across the sheets while her green eyes watched the ceiling without any particular emotion on her face.
It was raining outside.
She hated the weather because it reminded her of her mother.
Her mother loved the rai ...
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