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chapter thirteen

Author: Jennygold
last update Huling Na-update: 2025-10-02 01:20:59

The palace dining hall was quiet that evening, the only sounds the soft clinking of cutlery and the faint crackle of fire from the hearth.The long dining hall flickered with golden light from chandeliers, the clinking of silverware echoing faintly against stone walls. Leora sat opposite Aunt Zaria, idly pushing food around her plate. The day had been exhausting — the stares, the whispers, the endless letters and gifts left on her desk.

The silence stretched until Aunt Zaria’s lips curved into a knowing smirk. She tilted her head, her fork stabbing into a piece of roasted meat before she spoke casually, “So… I saw you earlier, Leora. Returning with a box of chocolates and flowers in your hands.” Her tone was teasing, but her eyes gleamed with curiosity. “Care to explain?I know you didn’t buy them yourself.”

Leora froze mid-bite, her spoon hovering close to her mouth. Heat crept into her cheeks. She swallowed hard and straightened in her seat, set the spoon down with a soft clink and lo
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