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... glances. While Lady Stella and Astrid exchanged words like silk-wrapped blades, Aziz found himself increasingly drawn to a different kind of energy—lighter, more unburdened, but no less intriguing.
Sofia, seated across from him, chewed a piece of meat with the composure expected of a ruler’s daughter, yet her eyes—large and golden like her mother’s—sparkled with curiosity.
"You don’t talk much, do you?" she asked with a half-smile, poking at her vegetables with a fork.
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