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... s deep voice carrying a formal, almost solemn weight.
Yuki, ever composed, resisted the urge to roll her eyes. As if he hadn’t known the moment my son drew his first breath. The werewolf king was not one to be out of touch with such matters, yet he played this game of diplomacy with the practiced ease of a seasoned ruler.
A soft chuckle escaped her lips as she flicked her fan open with a graceful motion. "Oh? Your Grace must have a great many concerns occupying his mind. There is ...
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