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... ting desk in a pile that already looked like it might topple. I intended to sort them out and hang them in the drawer after I got most of them out, but a soft knock came at the door.
“Sir Feyt?” Eliza’s gentle voice drifted through the door. “Your interview with His Grace will commence soon in the drawing room. Shall I help you prepare?”
The words sent bolts through me. Preparing with help from a maid… was that what a guest like me was supposed to do? I wasn’t Carine in this situ ...
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