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... , the scent of jasmine perfuming the air.
Violet sat on a marble bench beneath an arch of trailing roses, her cloak wrapped tightly around her. She looked more like a fugitive than the noble born daughter of a Queen.
Cynthia approached her quietly, the rustle of her boots the only sound announcing her arrival. She carried two cups of steaming hot chamomile tea.
"Still can’t sleep?" Cynthia asked, offering Violet one cup.
Violet took it with a grateful nod. "How co ...
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