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... k since she'd given Caelen the freedom to execute his little plan. A week of waiting. A week of testing. A week of failure.
"So," Evelyn asked without looking up from her seat, "was that one successful?"
The woman standing at her desk, Silver, her long-serving assistant — shook her head once.
"No, Mistress. It didn't respond. Just like the others."
Silver placed the small object on the darkwood table. The seed. Caelen's so-called prize.
Evelyn sighed softl ...
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