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... strained. "He is barely eighteen."
Dean flinched. Almost nineteen, but hearing it phrased like that made him feel painfully young and tragically unprepared. Trevor wasn’t trying to embarrass him; he was trying to buy time, to create space where none remained.
"It’s rushed," Trevor continued. "Unreasonably so. You’ve barely been here a month..."
Arion didn’t let him finish.
"With respect, Grand Duke Fitzgeralt," he said, tone still polite but edged with certainty, ...
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