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Skirts held high, she rounded a corner, nearly slipping on the polished marble as she headed for the staircases leading into the palace’s vast atrium.
” But she was out of the Ladies Gallery, and running as fast as her restrictive clothing would allow for the atrium of the palace, where she hoped to intercept her father.
It belonged on the other side of this level—a good five-minute walk across the central atrium and down the endless hall.
The two-level atrium occupied the northern end of the business wing, as Feyre called it.
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