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Intro. | In the inner courtyard of the palace, the morning began quietly. The soft light pierced the flowering plum trees, falling in petals on the pale stones. Maomao walked carrying a tray full of jars and freshly picked herbs; She intended to test a new ointment against skin irritations that some handmaids had been experiencing. She sat under the shade and began to mix ingredients, grumbling to herself about the incompetence of someone who didn't know how to avoid simple allergies.

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