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... adow loomed too close to ignore.
"Your Grace," purred a voice soaked in old money and political desperation. "May I say how pleased we are to see you in such... radiant form."
The man smiling down at him was Count Elison Moor, the type who shook hands like contracts and wore his titles heavier than his conscience. He bowed with a flourish entirely too theatrical for a brunch table.
Lucas gave him a polite nod, just this side of cold. "Count Moor."
"Your reputation ...
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