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... e edge of a mana-infused crystal embedded in her locket which was a cataylst she used for her magic sometimes.
She closed her eyes, letting her thoughts spill out in a quiet monologue, as if speaking to the air itself.
"A servant boy," she began, her tone half-amused, half-curious. "Handsome enough, I suppose, with those sharp cheekbones and that quiet confidence in his eyes. Not the sort of face you’d expect from someone scrubbing floors or fetching water for a barony. No, Young ...
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