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... up known as the Order of the Rose. It was a secret society of nobles who were either wealthy or politically connected to greater houses. In Madeline's case, she was from a great house, so she was immediately sought after. Each of the members of the Order of the Rose wanted to be associated with her as it meant having a tie to a great house on par with the royalty. Since Duke Aumont had asked her to make acquaintances at the academy, she felt that it might be a good group to join.

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