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... ted by the oh-so-glorious Emperor of the Empire. A night where class, status, and identity melted away like cheap wax candles in summer. It was hailed as the event to find your soulmate.
That’s what the rumors claimed.
Except—
"WHAT THE ACTUAL HELL IS THIS?!"
Lucien stood at the entrance of the gilded ballroom, stiff as a statue, mouth agape. His face was half-covered by an intricate gold-and-black mask Lady Seraphina had graciously (read: forcefu ...
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