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... starlight—perfect for a refined evening stroll. At least, it would have been, if not for Blake.
The daemon prince, who had been quietly raiding grapes one by one like a thief in the night, decided subtlety was overrated. Spotting a wooden barrel left open near the terrace wall, he ambled over, peered inside, and found it nearly brimming with freshly harvested fruit waiting to be pressed.
His purple eyes gleamed.
"Oh ho... jackpot."
"Blake," Lux’s voice immediately ...
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