Amid the curling steam, an exceptionally mature-looking young woman sat at the edge of the bath. Beside her sat a girl with her black hair piled high and features as delicate as a doll’s. It was difficult to imagine that these two elven girls, whose figures differed so greatly, were only twenty or thirty years apart in age.
They were Anastasia and Fia.
Fia had come for serious business—if erasing a sinner’s brand counted as serious business—but this was the first time they had sat together at the edge of the bath, each wearing nothing but a bath towel…
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