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Sylvia:  Tinasha’s friend and fellow mage seemed to take a particular interest in dressing her, so she put in more effort than was necessary at every opportunity to do so. "We’ve been expecting you, Queen Tinasha!" Sylvia trilled. "How I’ve waited for this day since we very first met!"
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Tinasha:  "Oof, that’s a long time." muttered, already exhausted by Sylvia’s intense enthusiasm.
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Sylvia:  But she couldn’t run away, and she didn’t have time to put up a fight. As instructed by Sylvia, Tinasha let herself be bathed by the ladies-in-waiting. She was still a little sleepy, so she didn’t mind letting them take care of her. As she breathed in the perfumed oils in the bathwater, she stretched out her limbs.
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Tinasha:  "Sylvia, are your injuries all healed?"
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Sylvia:  "Yes, completely! Thank you for worrying about me." Sylvia grinned as she ran a comb through Tinasha’s long black hair. She was so excited for Tinasha’s debut that she could hardly stand it. Her fervor was exemplified by the diverse array of cosmetic bottles all lined up. There were far more than usual. "The king told me to tell you that the dress you’ll be wearing today is his present for your birthday."
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Tinasha:  "It is?!" she cried; she hadn’t expected that at all. Her legs slid from the edges of the tub back into the bath, splashing water onto her face. She recalled that Oscar had asked when her birthday was around a month ago, when they’d been discussing the annual Farsas party. For whatever reason, he had pinched her cheek when she’d told him the date had passed already. Her fiancé’s sneak attack made Tinasha flush with joy. "I’m no longer at an age where I celebrate my birthday, so it had totally slipped my mind."
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Sylvia:  "How old are you now?"
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Tinasha:  "Umm… four hundred and thirty-two? Or maybe four hundred and thirty-three…?"
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Sylvia:  Sylvia gave a confused look. "That’s… quite unbelievable."
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Tinasha:  "Despite all those years, I’m still inexperienced. I have much more to learn." Tinasha said with a slight grimace as she rested her legs on the tub’s edge again, crossing them. The warmth of the water filled her, making her feel entirely protected and safe.