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Chapter 711: A King Who Forgot to Breathe
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... gently. "No one here is forcing you."
One maid swallowed hard. "L-Lady Lira, we... we were only - "
Not looking? That was Cynthia, voice steady, grown-up quiet. Moving up next to Lira, she stepped without rush, dark strands flat along her back. Shame doesn’t belong here
A hush fell as Rias tilted forward, eyes locking on the maid whose hands wouldn’t stop shaking. Closer now, voice low like a secret shared at midnight, she let the words slip out slow. Fear hung in the ai ...
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