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... seen the White Lilies bloom with such... aggressive perfection."
The Marquis Volte’s daughter had a bright, lilting voice that drifted gently through the Rose Pavilion. Philia didn’t look up immediately. Instead, he maintained his focus on the delicate task of pouring tea, the golden liquid falling in a flawless, silent stream from a spout of hand-painted porcelain. He let the silence stretch just long enough to make the other Omegas and noblewomen lean in, a subtle gravity he exerted w ...
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