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The hair tie that held Fionias hair snapped, causing her long locks to cascade down in a picturesque manner, resembling a painting.
However, when her gaze met Ians, she seemed slightly taken aback but quickly composed herself, smoothing the sweat-drenched strands of her hair.
Unaware of this small interaction, the nobles surrounding Fionia began showering her with praise and admiration.
Indeed, as expected of a Lavaltor!
The lady possesses impressive skil ...
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