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... f Wyfkeep Castle like a haunting wind.
"Vivi! Uncle! Vivi!" little Rose wailed.
The small voice, thick with tears, belonged to a stubborn little girl with dark curls sticking to her tear-drenched cheeks. Little Rose—Princess Roselinde, but no one dared call her that—had been wailing for nearly an hour. No lullaby soothed her. No toy distracted her. No voice mattered unless it belonged to her two favorite people in the world: Uncle A. and Vivi—her childish name for Salviana.
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