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A second finger followed.
“Second: your identities are to remain concealed until the appointed hour. No names, no titles, no careless revelations. Whatever secrets your mask may protect tonight are yours to keep.”
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“First: behave yourselves with the decorum expected of guests within His Grace’s estate. We should hate for anyone to confuse freedom with complete lawlessness.”
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He gestured toward the two figures beside him.
“And the gentleman with the rather striking white hair shall be Anemone. The other blonde, I am told, answers to Daffodil.”
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“Welcome, dear guests, to the estate of His Grace, the Duke of Hartshorne. I trust your journey here was not terribly exhausting?”
[QRT with your response]
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𝓐 gilded summons finds your eager fingers at last. Consider yourself sumptuously blessed, 𝘮𝘺 𝘥𝘦𝘢𝘳. Prepare your finest attire and tread lightly, for privilege in this hall carries a silent peril.
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𝓣empt destiny, 𝘴𝘸𝘦𝘦𝘵 𝘴𝘰𝘶𝘭. Inscribe your title upon the waiting scroll to seek entry through our gates. Midnight approaches, and the host favors only those bold enough to ask.
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