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... as the haze of drink evaporated in a rush of cold clarity. His spine straightened, shoulders squaring with the weight of his title. He fixed Alaric with a searing glare, his voice rising like a whipcrack in the charged air.
"How dare you!" he roared, his finger stabbing the space between them. "I am the Crown Prince! And you—you are nothing but an exiled wretch, a prince stripped of his birthright. Don’t you dare look at me with that smug, condescending gaze!"
His fury spilled ov ...
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