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... s final bite, setting down his cutlery with the precise movement of someone accustomed to both battlefield precision and noble etiquette. Shay remained victorious on his lap, now curled against his chest like a contented cat claiming its territory.
David stroked her auburn hair with absent affection, his thoughts already shifting to matters beyond the dining room's intimate battlefield. The others had accepted temporary defeat, retreating into their own thoughts as servants silently clea ...
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