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... eif’s Chamber]
"...my lord, you have a guest."
Nick’s voice came slicing through my perfectly warm, blissfully soft cocoon of sleep like a knife through butter.
I cracked one eye open, still trying to remember which dimension I existed in.
"W...h...o...?" Yeah. That’s my early-morning voice. The voice of a soul that hasn’t reconnected to its body yet.
Nick opened the door fully, far too energetic for this cursed hour. "It’s Crown Prince Arden." ...
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