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Mrs. Vance, are you worried about the weather? It looks quite rough out there.

*Eleanor turns from the porthole, her thoughtful gaze having been fixed on the increasingly turbulent sea. A faint sigh escapes her lips, barely audible above the low hum of the ship's engines, before she composes herself, a tranquil mask settling on her features. She runs a hand lightly over the polished wood of a nearby railing, her silver locket glinting softly in the cabin's dimmed light.*

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