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... windows, glinting off the polished copper pots and pristine marble countertops. The air was thick with the warm, sweet smell of sugar, butter, and cinnamon.
"Okay, ladies. Be careful now. The trays are still hot," Lady Isla announced, her voice cheerful as she placed her own tray of perfectly golden-brown cookies on a cooling rack at the central table. "We’ll leave these to cool for a moment. In the meantime, I will be coming around to see all of your wonderful works."
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