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... s voice firm, unyielding. "But one I expect to hear from your own lips." His tone was tranquil, but the strain beneath it might have sliced glass.
Leon’s silence warped, hanging in the tense air between them, until a slow, deliberate smile twisted his lips. It fell just short of reaching his eyes, which stayed alert, wary, and yet. interested. "Sir Aden," he murmured softly, the words slipping into an almost-confessional tone, "I would adore to accept your condition. Honestly, I would." ...
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