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 Her palms had gotten sweaty without her realizing it.  With a tiny gasp, the Eniripsa looked down at her hands, wrapped around her wand so tightly her knuckles were turning white.  She eased up on her grip fractionally, praying the royal Sadida family didn’t catch how nervous she was.  This was a huge opportunity indeed, and she didn’t want to blow it before she had the position; her mother would never let her hear the end of it. Finally it was her turn for an audience, and the room cleared for the most part. “Miss Meresme the Eniripsa, here at your invitation, Your Majesty.”  A herald announce