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... ippled through the hall. The polished black surface caught the chandelier light perfectly.
I tilted the camera toward the prince and smiled.
"Smile."
Onecent blinked, clearly thrown off. "What?"
Click.
The shutter snapped before he could even breathe. I glanced at the photo. Good angle. Lighting was divine. His confused expression? Even better.
"Nice," I muttered. "Really captures the tension."
The silence that followed was so thick you cou ...
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