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... y, that implies heirs."
Lucius let out a sound that could generously be called a laugh but was more accurately a diplomatic snort. "Finally. Someone said it."
Caelan didn’t comment. Which, for Caelan, was basically the equivalent of applause. He had grown tired of reminding his heir that it was time for children. A decade of subtle suggestions, formal briefings, and thinly veiled birthday toasts had yielded nothing but excuses and another imported consort.
Sirius, caught ...
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