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Oh, dear child... look at you!" Although Sophie did not recognize her, she knew who this woman was.
She tried to speak but found she could not even breathe.
Sophie," the woman sobbed, kissing her forehead.
Sophie's words were a choked whisper.
But... Grand-pure said you were..." "I know." The woman placed her tender hands on Sophie's shoulders and gazed at her with familiar eyes.
Your grandfather and I were forced to say so many things.
We did what we thought was right.
I'm so sorry.
It was for your own safety, princess." Sophie heard her final word, and immediately thought of her grandfather, who had called her princess for so many years.
The sound of his voice seemed to echo now in the ancient stones of Rosslyn, settling through the earth and reverberating in the unknown hollows below.
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