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"I’ve always been this way. The men who offer me their game are usually so grateful if I hand them even a single rose petal."
"But this time, it’s the young marquis! He’s not going to offer you his game first... Actually, given how things went at the last banquet, you might manage, but still..."
Mother trailed off, her confidence faltering slightly. Natalie shrugged, looking smug, and Mother redirected her focus to me.
"Doris, what about you?"
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