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... eyond the windows—vendors shouting, horses trotting, iron-rimmed wheels clacking across the stones.
Prime Minister Monforte adjusted his gloves and turned to Lancelot, his posture still rigid, formal. "May I ask, Your Royal Highness, where we are headed today?"
"Nowhere in particular," Lancelot answered, his tone casual but sharp. "Just around the capital. Observation, mostly."
"Observation?"
"It’s been some time since I’ve left the palace, Prime Minister," he con ...
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