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      Chapter 6 – The Audience

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      by Kleo Erili The Greystone group stepped forward. Cosimo and Rosalind led the way, Lorenzo a step behind, then Beatrice and Valentina. They sank into almost perfectly synchronized bows, the men with an elegant kick of the leg, the women in a deep but not submissive curtsy. "Duke Cosimo," King Edmund spoke, his warm baritone voice filling the room effortlessly. "We are pleased to see you and your family well." "Your Majesty honors us with your attention," Cosimo replied smoothly. "How is your hospital, Duke…
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      Chapter 18 – Fire and Air

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      by Kleo Erili "Noble lords and ladies! The Order of the Primrose and the Order of the Poppy, the pride of the Essence Weavers of this realm, will now demonstrate their mastery of the scholarly art!" The mood in the crowd was different now, a whole other kind of atmosphere, not the bloodthirsty excitement of combat, but something far more reverent. The common folk in the lower ranks craned their necks, curious but unsure of what to expect. Two groups of Essence Weavers entered the field from opposite sides. The…
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      Chapter 9 – Rising Blood

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      by Kleo Erili Both froze. The air between them seemed to crackle, and a breeze loosened a honey-colored curl from her elaborate hairstyle. "Val." Innogen's voice was little more than a whisper. "Innogen." They spoke at the same time. "How are you-" "I've been looking for-" They both fell silent, an embarrassed smile flitting across Innogen's lips. "Please, speak first," said Valentina. "No, I... it's just..." Innogen visibly struggled for words. "How have you settled in? In your new…
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      Chapter 20 – Arrangements

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      by Kleo Erili The door closed behind them, leaving Valentina and Innogen alone. At first, the silence between them was so heavy that Valentina thought she could physically feel it. Innogen was still sitting on the small sofa, her hands no longer clenched but lying limply in her lap, as if the tension had completely drained her. Tears glistened on her cheeks, but she was no longer crying. Valentina didn't know where to start. There was so much to say, and at the same time, every word seemed so terribly…
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