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I plopped backward onto the absurdly fluffy mountain of pillows with a groan so dramatic, the bards outside probably thought I was dying again.
"Thank the gods," I mumbled, "finally alone. Blessedly horizontal. No lectures, no tears, no glowing elf hands on my throat. Just peace... soft sheets... and sweet, sacred silence."
I closed my eyes, relishing the moment. It was so quiet I could almost hear the palace breathing around me.
"I wonder..." I whispered into ...
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