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... ss sky, casting too much light onto things Beatrice would rather keep buried.
She spent the better part of the day buried in formalities. A brief meeting with the steward of the treasury, followed by an unbearable garden tea with visiting nobles who fawned over Johanna like she was a crowned saint. Beatrice played her part, lips curved, voice measured. But her mind was somewhere else.
It wasn’t until late afternoon that she finally slipped away, retreating into one of the smaller ...
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