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... nd the feast worthy of kings—no, of Archdukes—had ended.
The towering double doors of the grand dining hall creaked open once more. Several maids stepped in with practiced precision, their steps graceful as they began the symphony of post-meal service—clearing plates, replacing cloth, and resetting silver that glinted like stars against satin.
Lucien quietly slipped out of his velvet-padded chair, careful not to make a scene. His small figure, dressed in noble attire stitched wit ...
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