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... nt of cigar smoke filled his nose before he saw the man he was looking for.
Eryk, Chief of the Royal Guard, sat in his high-backed chair behind a desk, one leg casually crossed over the other. A fine curl of smoke coiled from the cigar pinched between his fingers—until he saw Damien.
"Your Highness!" Eryk sprang to his feet, the cigar dropping into an ashtray as though burned by the sheer force of Damien’s presence.
He stood to full height, straightening his back and bowi ...
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