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... tea time?"
Sitting in the room appointed to the old, yet youthful in appearance sage with flowing, platinum locs, the navy-haired man took a small sip from the porcelain cup.
Beatrice smiled with a quiet and brief chuckle, swirling her spoon in the warm beverage as she looked at the glasses-wearing Outlander with those ever-curious eyes of hers.
"That's only because I had to renovate a bit; the security wasn't up to par--I had to set up my own spells," Beatrice smiled. < ...
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