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As if to prove that the central political scene was bustling with activity, nobles frequented the palace.
The increased number of people had the advantage of bringing vitality to the palace, but the corresponding increase in chatter also caused some side effects.
“Oh my, who is that?”
“Why is that person in the palace?”
“Has the confinement order been lifted?”
“She was the one who served the former princess most closely; is it okay for her to be here?”
Bianca, unfazed by the whispers, lifted her chin and squared her shoulders.
Her stride across the courtyard was like a textbook example for noble ladies to emulate. However, that very perfection seemed to further stimulate the sadistic tendencies of the onlookers.
“Is His Majesty planning to leave the former princess’s faction alone?”
“Being a transcendent, he is merciful.”
“Still, allowing her to roam the palace like this is a bit…”
Even without any particular…
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