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Chapter 81: The Duchess’ Audience
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... , and something suspiciously spiced that made Vincent twitch with excitement every time it passed by.
Darin sat at the long, polished table,an intimidating slab of blackwood so large it could've been used as a bridge—with Grumble curled lazily on his lap and Steve sitting on the floor beside him, tail swishing contentedly as he sniffed the trays of food.
Duchess Mary sat at the head of the table, legs crossed, swirling a fresh goblet of wine.
She looked far too relaxed fo ...
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