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... m, one arm draped over a velvet cushion, the other idly toying with the edge of the tapestry that hung near his chair. The fire in the hearth crackled gently, casting a flickering glow across the chamber’s high stone walls. His cousin stood at the window, pale fingers resting on the sill, her profile sharp against the dying light.
"Well?" he prompted again, more pointed this time. "Has a cat stolen your tongue? Did you take her to the spring?"
Livia did not look at him, though he ...
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