Rebirth of the Emperor's Betrayed Concubine
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The flickering light of the oil lamps cast long shadows across the small cottage where Tae sat at the table. The rich smell of simmering stew filled the air, the savory broth blending with the earthy scent of herbs from the small garden outside. She had been away from the palace long enough to have forgotten the comforts of simpler meals, but tonight, the warmth of the food brought a fleeting sense of normalcy.
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