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omewhere deep within the stone bones of the place. Emilia stood in t

d in a palace. The four-poster bed was draped in sheer curtains, the sheets untouch

on the chair. Someone had a

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behind like a ghost. The hallways were dimly lit, lined with portraits of peo

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his house. It was fragile, like someone was play

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lips. "This house doesn't know how to

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