Early in the morning of the next day...
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To the esteemed youngest daughter of Marina Dukedom, Lady Malaya Venizever Marina
Greetings!
On the 30th of the Seventh Month at exact noonday,
You are invited to the Grand Ball for the foundation of Moren Academy.
Sincerely,
Morena Academy of Magic and Arts
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Malaya held the invitation letter in her hands and stared at it. 'So it's almost really that time now,' she said with a faint smile.
In her hands was an invitation letter for the Academy's founding ball, which would be held two days from now.
'After four years of waiting, my fate has finally been set.'
She glanced at her calloused hands. Hands that were unfit for a lady of noble birth. 'All my hard work...' she closed both her palms.
