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"Your Highness, today is Sunday."
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Isabella sat in her study, looking out at the gloomy weather through the beautiful glass window, responding simply to Marilla, saying, "I know, Lord Marilla... the weather is truly not good today."
The sky was filled with dark clouds that made it hard to breathe, the kind of weather where it would be no surprise if it started raining at any moment.
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Isabella quietly looked at her book, sighed, and closed it. She really couldn't focus today... In fact, ever since Yila left the empire, her reading progress had slowed significantly.
The main reason was that she had become much busier with work, and the time to improve herself naturally became very short.
In the past, when Yila took time out to read with her, she could ask him anything she didn't understand immediately. Although his answers were long-winded and hard to comprehend... if she remembered and understood, it was indeed very beneficial.
