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... courtesies or false smiles.No more need to fraternize with the delicate, scheming things that called themselves princesses.
He had found her.
The one who dared.
The one who killed him.
The memory of that night still festered in his mind like a wound that never healed. Blurry, distorted—he had been half-drunk, disoriented, and... foolish. A goblet was placed in his hand. The soft voice of a princess had whispered words of comfort. A drink to "make him feel better." ...
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