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The oven door creaked as I pulled it open, releasing a cloud of fragrant steam that curled around my face. The golden-brown pastries puffed up perfectly, their flaky layers shimmering with a delicate sheen of butter. Carefully, I slid the baking tray onto the counter, the metal clinking softly against the worn wooden surface.
"Oh, Lady Ovelia!" Ann’s voice trilled from beside me. She bounced on the balls of her feet, her fingers twitching toward the past ...
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