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... uld not have been able to add your son over here to the list of suitors. We already submitted the list to the king for review but I’m sure we can make an exception for umm... what was the boy’s name again?”

Bertram turned to the young elven man and gave him a nod.

“Maxim,” the young elf spoke with a gentleman’s bow, “Maxim Adalbert.”

The man penned down Maxim’s name on the list of men who most likely were his competition. Some names at the top were crossed out, and Maxim ...

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