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Chapter Seventeen
Nefarious ~~ "Yes, your grace?" "Just black," was all I asked. "I think a splash of color would look nice on you, but if we were both to do it the colors would need to match. Besides," she asked for a red color swatch and held it up to her hair. "My hair might look okay with purple, but not red. And I think the red looks better on you. Purple would clash with your eyes." She muttered the last sentence, maybe in hopes I wouldn't hear her. However, I did hear her and smirked slightly. "And finished," said the seamstress turning the sketch pad around to show what the finished dress would look like. I saw a sparkle in Lucetta's eyes that was never there before and it made me want to do what I could to see that look on her face more often. "And what of his grace's attire," asked Lucett
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