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... lia didn’t flinch.
She’d had enough fights with the other students—over grades, over shoes, over relevance—to have endured far worse. At least Lucius didn’t throw perfume bottles.
"Well," she said, shrugging, "there’s nothing I can do about it. Mother’s not happy, and I have to take her anger, but what do you want to know?"
Lucius didn’t smile.
He rarely did.
Instead, he leaned forward slightly, arms resting on his knees again—an echo of earlier, except th ...
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