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Sabíana rushed to Adelaida’s room. The servants had been incoherent with worry. One had said she was dead. The other said she had fainted. The third had fainted herself.
It was Sabíana’s eternal curse to be surrounded by incompetent fools.
But she found that her heart was doing frantic things in her chest as she started running down the hallways, incapable of maintaining the dignity demanded of a Darina. What did any of that matter? The world was turning itself inside out, miracle piled on top of catastrophe, and she was supposed to somehow maintain control of everyone else, not to mention herself.
The revelation that Mirnían had other children had shaken her. She had been sure that Antomír was the only child. His death was catastrophic, therefore, for the line and for Vasyllia. But
