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The elderly clothier’s face crinkled as he beamed at her. “Quite well, thank you. What brings you to my shop today? Is there something I can get you?” “You may have heard that Prince Auric has returned to the palace and a ball is being thrown in his honor tomorrow night. I plan to wear the lovely lavender gown you made me the other week, but my friend Kira needs something to wear too. I’m hoping you have something that would work for her.” “I see.” His eyes flicked up and down me, like he was taking measurements. I wore another borrowed dress from Brin today, this one in a pale yellow. “I do believe I might have a few gowns that would do.” “Thank you,” Brin said. “I’m sorry for the short notice.” He waved it away. “It’s no trouble. That’s why I always have a few gowns in stock at all t

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