Chapter 297 The Theory of Imprints
After waiting for a while, the doors to the inner hall opened.
Out came Rowena, the palace maid. By now, the sky had brightened, and the sun rose from the east, painting the clouds with hues of orange. Birds chirped, filling the air with a sense of vitality.
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