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The quarter wherein the League dwelled was unlike anything Hera had seen. Everywhere she looked had a glimmer of wealth she would never be able to see had she stayed in the orphanage. The walls had the same glass as her dormitory, but the texture in which it had was in a way different level. Unlike the normal standard of the school and Sheel’s room, this one had a clearly defined and smooth look in them, which from afar made it resemble a mirror—only it didn’t reflect anything but the light coming from the elegant chandelier hanging way above the high-arching ceiling.
A quarter was really an understatement when seated to the extravagance of the League’s nest. It looked more like a mansion than anything else. It had ten rooms, each facing the sitting room where Yara and Hera were currently positioned. Hera was seated on a high chair, her eyes closed while Yara stood at her back, humming a littl
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