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132. Warmth in the Snow
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2026-09-01 15:00:46The loud cheers of the Great Hall had finally faded into the quiet hush of the late night. Outside, a gentle snow began to fall, dusting the stone balcony with soft white flakes under the silvery glow of the full moon.
Inside the royal bedchamber, the roaring fireplace cast a soft, flickering orange light across the room. Rosalie had taken off her heavy gown and enjoyed a long, relaxing bath. Now, she wore a simple, sleeveless pale-pin
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