The Faded Masquerade

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"Get out, you gutter rat," the Master of Ceremonies barked, his voice slicing through the subsonic hum that made my teeth ache, and I stood there at the center of the ballroom, clutching a wilting orchid I had stolen from the conservatory, desperate to prove my worth to the indifferent man who had barred me from the inner circle. The air in the Auvergne hall was heavy with stale champagne and...

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