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... red to face Vyan. Instead, she was greeted by his overly thusiastic, gold retriever of an aide.
"Where is Vyan?" she demanded the momt she crossed the threshold.
Clyde shot up from his seat with the precision of a wind-up toy, executing an overly dramatic bow. "Good afternoon, Your Imperial Highness!"
"Where is Vyan?" she repeated, her tone sharper.
"His Grace wt out to get some fresh air," Clyde replied, his smile widing as if he had just delivered the most delig ...
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