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CHAPTER ELEVEN
CHAPTER ELEVEN Ceres was sweating in the night air, and not from sparring, for once. Instead, she was stuck scrubbing the tiles of one of the castle’s courtyards, wiping away the mud and dirt that had collected there. She had no doubt that this was Lucious’s doing; just another way of him making life harder for her there, and maybe a way of wearing her down before her fight too. Of course, she had to do her cleaning where she would have a good view of the castle’s main hall, and where those within would be able to look out and laugh at her. There was a feast taking place in there, complete with dancing and lavish entertainments. Ceres could see Lucious, Stephania, and all the other royals enjoying themselves, eating delicate pastries and drinking wines that had probably been brought from
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