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... fect clarity.
Her father had brought her to the Arctis estate for a private tea meeting—nothing grand, just two old friends catching up. Their fathers had floated the idea of a political engagement.
As usual, Amelia had been told to sit straight, speak politely, and represent House Grandal with dignity.
She had done exactly that.
Ryn, however... had not.
He’d arrived ten minutes late, hair unbrushed, collar slightly crooked, and expression so bored she won ...
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