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... at the same night sky that Carine could see from her room, and yet, despite how close we were physically, the divide between my two selves felt impossibly wide.
Feyt’s room, though simpler than Carine’s, held a sense of grandeur I hadn’t yet adjusted to.
A soft knock on the door broke my thoughts.
“Sir Feyt?” Eliza’s voice resounded from the door. It was gentle as usual, I wouldn’t mind hearing her talk all day.
I opened the door to find her holding a tray. “I’ve ...
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