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... n the silent dining hall. It was a fine piece and now it lay in a dozen pieces across the marble floor.
The young maid stood paralyzed, her face draining of all color until she was nearly as white as her apron. Her hands were still curled in the air, trembling violently, as if they couldn’t quite believe they’d betrayed her. She waited for the scream. She waited for the sharp, stinging slap or the immediate dismissal that usually followed a blunder in the royal wing.
"Oh, dear. T ...
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