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The queen caught her eldest with her arms laden with slippers.

“Why so many shoes?”

“Ours are worn out.”

“Again? How?” Yet how many shoes had she worn out, at her daughter’s age?

“Don’t tell Father?”

Torch-lit stairs; silver leaves glittering on the lake’s surface; sweet princes smiling.

“Never.”

unsplash-logoAhmad Odeh

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