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... was deceptively domestic.
Outside, the capital was buzzing with preparations for the Debutante Ball. Inside the daycare, the air smelled of roasted chicken and rosemary. It was dinner time, the one hour of the day when the chaos settled into a rhythmic clinking of silverware against ceramic.
Primrose moved around the table, topping up water glasses. She felt a temporary sense of peace. Ellia’s dress was fixed. The Warlords were ready. The invitations were sent. 𝒇𝓻𝓮𝓮𝙬𝙚𝒃𝒏� ...
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