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At one point, Alina looked through the window at one of the Palace's many landscaped courtyards and saw a boy wearing a black kefta standing by himself in the sunlight. Shadows danced in his cupped hands. “Who is that?” Alina asked in a whisper. (Alina and Aleksander grow up together in the Little Palace.)

Written for florisertum for the Spring Fling Darklina Exchange on Twitter

Moodboard by me.