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... avis said with a teasing smile.
Fenric didn’t reply. Instead, he instinctively clasped his legs together.
Mavis tilted her head, clearly amused by his discomfort. "Oh? No witty comeback? That’s not like you, Fenric."
She let the silence stretch, crossing her legs elegantly as she leaned back on her hands atop the desk. Her gaze swept over him—not just his face, but his posture, the tension in his shoulders, and the quiet intensity he now carried. He felt heavier somehow. ...
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