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Chapter Thirty-One: Coronation Day

Author: Bandia
last update publish date: 2026-06-09 17:38:20

She was dressed by seven.

Not because the ceremony started at seven. It started at ten, which meant three hours of being dressed and ready before the thing itself began, which she had built into the schedule deliberately because she had learned enough about herself in the past two years to know that she needed the time between preparation and performance to settle into what she was wearing and what she was about to do.

The dress was ivory silk, which had been a choice she made consciously and w
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