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... ith a sharp tone, "or do you plan to admire yourself in it?"
My mask snapped back on. Eris the queen, not the woman caught off guard.
He didn’t answer. He only looked at me, looked through me, with that intensity that made the heat in my body falter, as though his stare itself was an icy wind pressing down on my flame. His silence clawed at me until I wondered what, exactly, he was seeing. My hair undone, my cloak frayed, a queen in a commoner’s rags skulking through a market. ...
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