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... s breath in the hallway before Lydia materialized beside him like a particularly efficient specter. Without a word, she began attacking his appearance with the focused intensity of a battlefield surgeon.
"Hold still," she commanded, producing a comb from thin air and wrestling his hair into submission. "Honestly, Master Philip, you cannot greet Lady Elora looking like you’ve been... wrestling."
"I wasn’t wrestling, I was—ow!" Philip yelped as she yanked a particularly stubborn co ...
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