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... courtyard."
"It's called layered security," Damian muttered.
Cassius shrugged and took another slow sip of his wine. "Sure, and I call it 'living in a paranoid fortress run by a broody warlock who won't let us install a hot spring because 'it might be cursed.'"
Damian didn't even bother with a comeback. He just sighed and pushed the food around on his plate again. His appetite had finally started to return—just a little—when Evelyn spoke up from across the table.
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