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But Lancelot, in that moment of resolve, felt a very human reminder clawing at his focus—his stomach let out a low, impatient growl.
Alicia raised a brow. "Shall I take that as the Regent’s cue for a recess?"
"I’ve declared an empire within an empire," he said dryly, resting a hand on his gut. "I think I’ve earned lunch."
Not long after, a servant entered carrying a polished silver tray and set it on the side table. The warm, earthy scent of spiced broth and ro ...
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