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... s lavish drawing room, his posture both regal and casual as he swirled the ruby-colored wine in his glass. He accepted the drink from one of the queen’s maids with a curt nod, though the tension in the air made it clear he found little pleasure in the moment.
Behind him stood a line of young maids, their heads bowed low as if trying to make themselves invisible. Beads of sweat glistened on their foreheads, betraying their unease.
None of them dared to look up, their discomfort pa ...
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