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Chapter 26: The Dance She Was Never Meant to Join

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​AMARA'S POV

​The sweeping cadence of a slow, elegant imperial waltz drifted through the towering glass doors of the grand ballroom.

​In the center of the hall, the Master of Ceremonies stepped forward, his voice projecting across the polished marble floorboards. "The first dance of the evening will begin shortly. Lords and ladies, please select your partners."

​A sudden wave of nervous, excited energy swept through the crowd. Every eligible noblewoman immediately smoothed down her silk skirts,
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