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The manor was quiet in the cultivated way she preferred, no raised voices, no hurried footsteps, only the low murmur of servants moving with purpose and the faint clink of porcelain somewhere beyond the door. She sat near the tall window, sunlight filtering through sheer curtains, a cup of tea cooling untouched beside her.
Her tablet chimed softly.
Delphine glanced at it without urgency. Very few things were allowed to interrupt her day without prio ...
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