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A shake of the head, paired with a disparaging glance.
Atticus cleared his throat and tried again. "I would like to invite you for dinner."
"Better, but still not enough groveling." Sirona sighed, looking at her nails in boredom. She was a healer, but somehow she was once again dragged into fixing Atticus’s relationship.
When the king came to look for her, she had expected another emergency. Perhaps the queen had gone into shock, or maybe she had decided to mak ...
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