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... th polish and history, her gaze fixed on the paintings that lined the marble walls.
There, in one whose ink had aged nearly a decade, sat her own likeness, captured in all her elegance.
Her husband, Prince Wilhelm, held their eldest daughter in his arms, still an infant when the painting was commissioned, while in her lap sat their son, Bruno the Younger, named for his grandfather, only five years old at the time.
A single tear slipped down her cheek before she forced her ...
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