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First Public Appearance
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2026-02-19 15:40:00CHAPTER 13
Elara started getting ready an hour earlier than necessary.Not because she was nervous, not because she wanted extra time to look perfect, but because waiting in this house did not feel like rest. It felt like being placed on a shelf. So she moved. She did something. She controlled what she could.The dress had arrived that morning in a garment bag, delivered without ceremony. Black, floor-length, clean lines, no dramatic slit or sparkling distraction. T
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