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... the smell of incense and the sound of hushed, reverent whispers.
She was lying on a pile of silk cushions—way more cushions than before. She was covered in a blanket made of what felt like spun gold.
She sat up, groaning. Her head throbbed.
"The Divine One awakens!" Elder Renard announced, bowing so low his nose touched the floor.
Primrose looked around.
The Warlords and Caspian were sitting in a semi-circle around her bed. They looked... unsettled.
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