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... ving and both his hands were impeccably steady. Even though the drifting snow had flaked his hair with white, her older brother was still very focused on carving the prayer beads. When each bead was done, he would pile them tidily into the long, wooden box laid next to his hand.
The Imperial Princess carefully closed the door as her long legs moved forward slowly, wary of disturbing her older brother. She tip-toed in her fuzzy deer-skin boots and grabbed the oiled-paper umbrella lying ag ...
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