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... in flour. She’d unlaced the left sleeve of her bodice and rolled back the linen shift underneath to her elbow; the bandages on her right arm would need to be changed, because there was no point in trying to clean them.
She was certain that Professor Annora would have been apoplectic at the sight of her leaning into a heavy rolling pin to spread the crusts, but in truth, multiple rounds of magical healing, a full night of circulating mana, and her own natural, enhanced rate of healing had ...
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