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... Olivia came once, quietly, to add wood and take the empty tea service. She moved through the room with an unhurried grace that said she’d learned to occupy space without intruding on it, and the faint smell of incense in the fabric of her robes mingled with that green clean undertone that seemed to permeate everything in this building.
Celestia had not asked again when Viktor would arrive.
She understood, with the particular comprehension of someone who had spent sixteen years re ...
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