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... a long after the seamstress and her assistants left.
She could still feel the silk against her skin, the ghost of Malvoria's touch lingering where those gloved fingers had brushed the embroidery. The heat of it seemed imprinted into the fabric, no matter how she tried to shake it off.
You look like a queen.
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The words echoed in her skull, unwanted and persistent.
Her pulse hadn't settled since Malvoria had walk ...
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