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... rustle of silk curtains, it seemed to swallow every sound. The Queen sat upright, watching the girl sitting across from her.
Shion.
She was so quiet that she almost blended into the background.
Her head remained bowed, hands resting limply on her lap—small, pale, devoid of any strength. They did not tremble, did not clench. They were lifeless, as if they belonged to someone who had long since stopped existing.
She did not look up, did not ask questions. She did no ...
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