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Neveah was looking at her intently, but even if she is noticing something is wrong with her, the woman was not saying anything. She appreciated her for that. The silence was helping her to take in and process what she was about to take. Her clothes were particularly extravagant that day. Her gown, crafted from the finest silks, cascaded in layers of ethereal fabric. Added with delicate embroidery that traced intricate patterns of vines and blossoms, she looked like a mystical being from a forest. Though it is lavish from what she usually wears, it is still a courtly attire. Despite the intricacy of her clothes, though, hints of restlessness lingered in her eyes—something that Neveah is trying to look past on. “Are you sure you’re alright now?” the woman asked for the nth time that day. “D