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... of grace sketched by someone trying to win an art contest and a political alliance at the same time. Her golden hair flowed over her shoulder like it had somewhere to be and didn't particularly mind being late.
"Yes. It is," said Cecilia, with the measured patience of someone keeping a mental tally of how many times they'd let someone else speak first. Her own golden locks shone under the room's ambient lights, but her crimson eyes sparkled like warning lights you really ought to pay att ...
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