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... days, reminiscing the past. In that colonial style King-sized bed, the three friends sat comfortably, crossing their legs, sending away all the staff.
Cordelia mostly whined about the rules she needed to follow being the Queen Consort.
"How I wish I could resign my job!" Cordelia sighed. "The other day someone spotted a little smudge of my eyeliner on my white gloves, and that made the front page news!"
"Shouldn’t you divorce your husband to resign your ’job’?" Talia aske ...
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