The air in the palace kitchens was thick with the aroma of ginger and simmering rice. Mau, a young apothecary of renowned talent, but humble beginnings, stirred a pot of porridge with a furrowed brow. She wasn’t concerned about the recipe – her knowledge of herbs and remedies was unmatched.
It had all happened so quickly.
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