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Chapter 5

The next day didn't come with head witch Astra's shrill voice, neither did it bring with it Meredith's annoying spells or the disastrous shrieks of witchlings.

It came with cold, fresh wintery air and a gentle waking from Marah, followed by a hot bath in jasmine scented water.

Then she stood still as Marah fussed over her, muttering about befitting gowns and going on and on about coifs and fastenings.

The only time Dea moved was to stop the enthusiastic maid from giving her an updo, and instead requested for a bonnet to cover her hair--which Marah had surreptitiously ignored.

Immediately frantic fingers stilled, Marah looked at Dea's hair like it was made of twigs and molasses. She heard faint snorts of laughter from Imogen.

While Marah sputtered, "bu-but... You needn't wear a bonnet to breakfast when you can powder your hair."

Dea was already shaking her head before Marah was done. "I'm af

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