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Chapter 172
While the South was drowning in the stench of defeat and gravel, the Sovereign’s kitchen in the North was filled with the domestic clatter of a spoon against a ceramic pot.
Clara stood at the stove, her silhouette framed by the pale light filtering through the windows. The chaos of the previous night had been scrubbed away—literally.
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