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... academy corridor, his dark coat flowing behind him, his expression as unreadable as ever. Beside him walked Roiselin, his ever-loyal yet insufferably perceptive attendant, who had taken it upon himself to be a menace today.
"You seem livelier these days, my liege," Roiselin mused, his smirk brimming with mischief. "Could it be because a certain lady has arrived in Athens?"
Adolfo didn’t even glance at him. "Keep talking, and I’ll personally arrange your transfer to Albania to ass ...
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