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... room, Maeve busied herself cleaning, her clumsy movements as chaotic as ever. Every few minutes, something would clatter or crash, and she’d whirl around with an apologetic grin.
"Your Majesty, I—I’ll fix it, I swear!" Maeve stammered, holding up a porcelain vase she’d just caught mid-fall.
Argider waved her off, stifling a laugh. "Maeve, at this rate, the palace will crumble before I do."
"Perhaps," Agnes said dryly, "if you focused more on your task and less on flailing ...
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