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... rcelain and the warm scent of freshly baked pastries. Queen Cecile sat gracefully at the head of the table, already stirring her tea with effortless poise. Across from her, Johanna had arrived before them, seated with perfect posture, a soft smile on her face.
"Ah, there you are," the queen said, looking up as they entered. "I was beginning to think you had gotten lost."
Beatrice, still high on the thrill of annoying Francois, grinned.
"No, Your Majesty. Just delayed by i ...
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