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Chapter 92: The Winter Hearth

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The frost clinging to the windowpanes outside began to melt under the midday sun, turning into a steady cascade of crystal droplets against the dark slate sills of Oakhaven.

Inside the grand library, the room was bathed in the amber glow of a roaring log fire that crackled cheerfully in the hearth. Twenty-month-old Clara sat in the center of the plush Persian rug, completely absorbed in building an impossibly high, precarious tower out of smooth wooden blocks, her brow furrowed in fierce concen
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