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... g>Knock! Knock!
"Come in," I groaned, not looking up from the mountain of papers before me.
Nick stepped in carefully, balancing a cup of steaming tea. "My lord... it’s time to take a break."
I waved a dismissive hand. "Just put it here, Nick. I’ll finish this letter first, then I promise I’ll take a break."
He placed the tea on the edge of my desk and peeked at the letter I was scribbling on. "My lord... who are you writing to?"
I held up the let ...
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