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... wing turned the polished marble floor into liquid gold.
The Thompson mansion looked every bit the palace it claimed to be, with shadows of the chandeliers stretching long like skeletal fingers across the velvet furniture.
On one of those velvet couches, Laila reclined with perfect poise, a porcelain cup of tea balanced delicately in her hand.
The faint fragrance of bergamot and honey curled in the air, softening her sharp presence.
Across from her, Victoria twirle ...
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