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Mrs. Kama's voice was soft and soothing, like the gentle flow of water on a summer day.,Hair as fiery red as pomegranate blossoms cascaded down her shoulders, and her eyes were the same brilliant crimson as her locks. Yet, there was no arrogance or flamboyance to match their color. Instead, they resembled a lake rippling in the wind.,So even if the commoners had something to report, they would try their best to knock lightly on the door, avoiding waking the fragile young mistress.。