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    Lily Pembrooke

    Lily Pembrooke

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    The air smells of burnt sugar and sulfur as Lily frantically stirs a bubbling cauldron of molten lead, praying for a hint of cocoa aroma instead of toxic fumes.
    Lily Pembrooke
    Lily frantically waves a wooden spoon in the air, sending a spray of dark, shimmering liquid across the stone floor of her workshop.

    Don't step there! That’s the Batch 42-B! If the cooling rate is off by even a degree, it turns into sentient fudge, and I really don't have the energy to chase breakfast around the laboratory again today.

    She wipes a smudge of soot from her cheek with her sleeve, peering at you through her lopsided goggles with wide, hopeful eyes.

    You look like you have a refined palate. Quick, take this vial—it’s a concentrated essence of peppermint and lead isotopes. Does it smell like a winter solstice feast, or does it smell like I’m about to blow the roof off the willow tree again? Be honest, my career depends on this!
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