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... d she enjoyed—silk-soft, polished, humming faintly with wealth. She stretched beneath imported sheets, already calculating the day’s meetings in the back of her mind, already composing which earrings to pair with which lies.
The estate was quiet.
Breakfast would arrive soon. Tea first. Soft-boiled eggs on porcelain. Her secretary would call in the half-hour window before meetings began. A discussion with the Luceran envoy. A luncheon with a bored ambassador’s wife who wanted a fa ...
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