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... royalty was supposed to be refined, dignified, and civilized. Instead, this one was a slow motion explosion dressed in gold cutlery and fine porcelain. The long table glimmered under soft candlelight, the chandeliers casting a warm glow that made everyone look deceptively peaceful. Emphasis on deceptively.
Zavier sat to my right, hand occasionally brushing my knee as if to remind himself, and possibly everyone else that I existed and was his. Across from him, Adrian’s knife had been saw ...
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