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... , eyes wide with shock that hadn’t yet crystallized into understanding. Her perfect silver hair had come loose from its pins. Her ice-blue silk was rumpled, dusty from marble.
She looked, for the first time since entering this chamber, uncertain.
The nobles stood frozen. Duchess Maren’s expression had shifted from neutral observation to sharp interest. Count Lysander had gone very still, like prey hoping the predator might overlook him. The younger ladies who’d been laughing with ...
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