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... lmost irritating calm. The room was lit only by the soft glow of a magical lamp, casting dancing shadows on the walls lined with shelves full of documents and ancient artifacts.
Katharina, on the other hand, looked impatient, arms crossed and a carefully calculated expression of boredom on her face. She tapped her fingers on her own arm, her eyes glinting with slight irritation.
"So, Rosseline," Katharina began, leaning slightly forward. "I didn’t come here to admire your gloomy ...
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