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... rcurrent of activity that never seemed to stop.
Malvoria stood at the edge of the grand courtyard, arms crossed over her chest, watching demons rush about with fabrics and flowers as though their lives depended on the placement of a rose petal.
Her mother's influence was unmistakable.
Black roses woven with crimson ribbons adorned the railings. Elegant silk drapes fluttered from balconies, dyed in shades of silver and red—royal colors, as her mother liked to remind everyo ...
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