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... e corridor outside was still faintly buzzing with distant voices from supper. Laughter, footsteps, servants clearing dishes, but none of it reached her here.
Inside, the air was still. Orderly. Too clean.
She didn’t light the fire. She preferred the cold tonight.
Her chambers were spacious by design, lavish by necessity. Polished floors. Velvet curtains. A writing desk that had never seen true work. Cushions arranged like they were waiting for guests who never came. It wa ...
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