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... or her elbows on her knees, her hands clasped loosely. The gesture was casual, yet concealed a deep, internal preparation. "I shall begin with the reason I never grew up with my brother and our father here, within the comforting walls of this very Duchy."
She paused, gathering the long threads of memory.
"The Duke—our father—was a man renowned across the kingdom for his ’nobility,’ his ’honour,’ his ’high virtues.’ He was the paragon, the flawless man everyone perceived him to be ...
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