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Acaccommodating myself was a very kind way to summarize what I was doing lately when I was alone in the room: lying on the bed, putting my hands together on top of my stomach, and facing the ceiling for as long as I could without blinking. If I focused enough on the moments when my eyes filled with water due to the need to blink, I would swear that I could see the ceiling turn into another dimension, many light years away from hell, from where pairs of blue-violet eyes watched me back. But then I blinked, and the ceiling was again vaulted and decorated by the chandeliers of the territory of gluttony.

There was a moment that day, in Faye's territory, as the servants entered the room to bring my dress and when I got up at once, I could be all the certainty of the world that I saw the perfect image of Vraxlon in the corner of the room, next to the door, looking at me. But as soon as I closed my eyes, he disappeared. So, just to disguise the embarrassing moment when Faye's servants also l
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