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... ncent were seated opposite each other.
The atmosphere was stagnant to an extreme.
Duke St. Prowse’s gaze stayed on his son’s face across the table, appearing as though he wanted to discern every subtle change in his expression.
Whereas Marquis Vincent was staring at the chessboard on the table, seemingly afraid to face the scrutinizing gaze of his father.
Faint cries of battle filtered through the window but failed to capture the attention of the two men.
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