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... r tits up in that barely-there dress. Her crimson eyes glinted with amusement. "Oh, master, relax. It's not about the crown. It's about giving these sad sacks a reason to keep breathing."
"Bullshit," Leon snapped, pacing the room. "They need food, not a pep rally. I'm not wasting time on this."
Zorath's deep growl cut through the air, his golden eyes narrowing. "Prince—King—you will do this. Tradition holds us together. Without it, we're just animals waiting to die."
Leon ...
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