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... DA—DUM. DA—DUM. DA—DUM.
The sound wasn’t war drums. Not hooves. Not thunder.
It was Lucien’s slippers tapping against the marble floor with the purpose and presence of a man possessed. He entered the hallway like a runway model summoned from another dimension—one hand on his belly, the other raised high as if presenting the crown jewel of a forgotten empire.
Held between his fingers: a sleek, shiny, obviously anachronistic pair of... sunglasses. ...
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