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... ll groaning somewhere down the hallway, being dragged—half willingly, half screaming—by Alphanso and Marcel. Seraphina had made it abundantly clear that any rescue attempts were purely for preserving his very fragile life, not for his dignity.
Back in the nursery, Seraphina flopped into a chair like a storm cloud finally taking a seat. Her fiery hair seemed to bristle with pure indignation. "That bastard," she fumed, slamming a fist on the armrest.
"If I see him again, I SWEAR I ...
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