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... cing a grin.
The elderly man returned the smile—equally staged, equally practiced.
"Yes?" His voice echoed in the empty hall.
"You are behind this, are you not?"
Despite having prepared for this, somehow the Duke had still managed to tamper with the wine. But how? Guards were constantly ensuring that no one approached the wine served to the guests.
At least it seemed he had used a sleeping draught, not poison... but still...
"I am afraid I am unsur ...
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