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... cup of coffee steamed untouched on the tea table.
Levan sat with one elbow pressed into the table, fingers splayed against his temple. His hair, unruly from a sleepless night, fell in dark waves that caught the morning light; his eyes were closed as if shutting out the world might steady it.
He had spent all dawn in council with the Lord of Dorovian over Seraphine’s standing in the palace. The man proved immovable, perhaps because the matter concerned his own daughter. So Levan ...
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