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... tual magic to the crisp, clean smell of antiseptic herbs and fresh linen. It was a space of recovery, quiet and sun-drenched.
Eris stood outside the door, adjusting the cuffs of her clothes. She shouldn’t have been here. The healers were more than capable, and her own schedule was packed with the logistical nightmare of Vetra’s upcoming trial.
But Rael had looked at her over breakfast with those wide, earnest eyes, eyes so much like the man inside, and asked if "Papa" was still h ...
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