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... when we use the front entrance," Caspian muttered with an air of smugness, his arms folded like he’d planned the chaos himself. His grin widened as he leaned a little too casually toward Estes. "No drama, no grand entrance, just good old-fashioned near-death diplomacy."
Estes, ever the responsible adult in their duo, sighed like someone who had long ago resigned himself to the eternal babysitting of celestial royalty. He slowly raised one hand in a practiced, almost bored gesture toward ...
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