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... out onto the deck of the airship. They needed some fresh air to clear their minds.

"Wow, did you see Mikhail's face?"

"Yeah, he had a big smile plastered on."

"Boys' talk must be really fun, huh?"

The young new king of Vermillion, along with the prince of the Everblack Empire and the master of the Ivory Tower, was smiling brightly and exchanging words with a much more relaxed expression. The queens, recalling this sight, grumbled with a hint of jealousy in their ...

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