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... of the royal wing, Rowan’s shoulders finally loosened. The guards lining the hallway saluted quietly; Dax barely acknowledged them, too focused on Chris, who was walking like a man bracing for impact.
Once they passed the threshold of their private wing, Rowan slowed his steps, drifting back the way a man might when backing away from a sleeping dragon.
"Your Grace," he murmured to Chris in a low voice, "if you need assistance, shout. I’ll... pretend not to hear it."
Chri ...
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