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... issing attendees; instead, it grew more boisterous with time. The aristocrats pushed and exchanged glasses, their laughter and chatter filling the hall.
Rhea leaned back in her chair, irritated by the noise. She drained her glass of wine, intending to get up and leave.
Her husband, Gerold, sat nearby, fiddling with his knife and fork. Rhea had forbidden him from drinking, warning him that he wouldn't be allowed to go to bed if he did.
"My lord, have a drink!" a waiter whi ...
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