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... in her own bed amidst the pale air straightened her back. She wore a white, wind-patterned robe like an emperor’s dragon robe. The rustling sound of her sleeve folding was sly and languid.
“That fellow suits the silver mask well.”
The woman, seated in lotus position midair, murmured softly. She was quite good at talking to herself.
“If mine hadn’t been destroyed before, they would’ve made a fine pair. But then again, using my family name for a title—what’s the meaning of ...
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