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Chapter 9 ✧ Man of our time ✧

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n her chaise lounge, sketchbook balanced on her knees, her pencil gliding smoothly across the page as she designed a deep green, slit evening dress

ideo call. The name glowing on the scre

quickly wiped her hands and acc

, her voice warm and graceful. "I called to check u

ge tension that lingered between them. But this-this was the Queen. The mother of the same

ady," Danica said fin

u since then, has he?" The Queen's

itched. "He has. He called th

King's nephew, will be arriving this evening. We'll be hosting a sm

if she showed up. Rage? Embarrassment? Displeasure? That sly threat of his still clung

r? Let him. He'd

My Lady," Danica

tch for a while longer, then picked up a n

et hall glittered with crystal chandeliers, warm candelabras glowed against cream-colored walls, and a long mahogany dining table sat at th

ly behind his back. He'd spent the last few hours preparing-polishing his sh

moving, the maidens whispering, and the echo

lot's voice boomed with delight as he welc

es tucked into a neat twist, wrapped her arms around her br

came Prin

d navy blue mohair morning suit with a patterned waistcoat beneath. At his side was a stunning woman in a deep red evening gown

ensed. He sw

c's voice echoed across t

ne around his cousin. But as always, it didn't end there. Dominic leaned in with a g

better. It was never harmless. It was always a jab-a remi

dining table. Hans and Dominic took their usual seats opposit

of vintage champagne an

ts echoed, their glasses

King Lancelot asked, sli

e a bit too-with Narissa's flair and the Prince's

oman?" Queen Narissa asked, tur

amed. "Lor

aid. "I hope she stays

nic. "Let's hope she lasts, unlike the rest," he sai

a smile and embarrassment. Her brows pinche

though his smile didn't falter. "Still bit

louder, "where's your

Queen Narissa's face froze

behaving like schoolboys

oy here is Hans,"

orcing a chuckle. "Hans does hav

t so?" he asked, a waffle on h

ifted uncomfor

the most important banquet of the year. If you

ominic," Hans snapped, irri

he?" Dominic pr

ice pierc

right

he large carved doors at

golden candleli

sketchbook, hugging her curves and glinting with emerald beads. Her hair

lowed hard, his

ce, every step measured, deliberate. She looke

in surprise. The Queen sat straighter,

Prince Hans, her lips curl

" she asked, as though

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