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... fied, and absolutely exhausting.
Duchess Serathine D’Argente had endured four hours of painfully slow council meetings that afternoon—most of them concerning trade adjustments and minor disputes between minor houses who didn’t understand the difference between territorial management and aristocratic whining. She was not impressed.
She’d handled grain logistics in Baye during an ether drought. She had hosted foreign dignitaries who couldn’t pronounce her title but wanted to marry ...
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