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“All of those different strands, the hard and the sweet, were being used in the unfolding of this extraordinary moment: Amestris offering peace to her rival. Esther would remain queen a little longer. A simple Jewish woman used by God in ways they could not yet comprehend. This was another turn in God's faithfulness. The safety only He could offer. Not a perfect protection from every tribulation flung at them by the mighty forces of darkness. But a gathering of the broken pieces to His will. Turning evil into good.”

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The Queen's Cook

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