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... walls, lined with shelves filled with leather-bound books, exuded the ancient scent of knowledge and authority. A fireplace crackled low, illuminating the black stone of the room, but the heat seemed unable to dispel the chilly feeling that lingered whenever the Countess was there.
Ester entered silently. Her robe trailed across the polished floor, and her red eyes, cold as blades, immediately fixed on Elizabeth’s figure seated behind the oak desk, poring over some papers.
"He se ...
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