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... tating.
Utterly, mind-numbingly irritating.
My daughter had just returned, and I hadn’t even had a proper moment with her. I had cleared my schedule for the day. No audiences, no decrees, no damned nobles breathing near me. Just time with Lavinia.
And yet, here I was—dragged into the throne room.
I sat on my throne, eyes cold, expression colder. My gaze swept over the Thalein, and two other elves who followed him called themselves my daughter’s elder brothers.
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