It started out like any other morning. The Lady made her bed just before Gleoith and Freawine woke up. The birds were chirping and there was the numb feeling in her head of wakefulness. Wakefulness that would motivate her to move. She peered at her face in the mirror as part of her daily routine, observing every detail of her face. From the curve of her jaw to the intensity of her own eyes.
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