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... oung girl in the branded clothes of the Queens Guild, sitting by the driver’s seat. She glanced at the girl with the unusual hair, who was flipping through her smartphone in the front seat of the SUV.
Esma raised her head and looked at the girl, then returned to her smartphone.
"I’m from Cel... damn!" Esma almost misspoke, but, cursing to herself, she remembered her legend and continued:
"I’m from a small town, an orphan. I don’t remember my parents."
"Oh," the gi ...
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