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... y, her pulse thumping unevenly against her jugular. Why must I face this lunatic now?
"Could you please move your hands?" she said aloud, her voice cold enough to frost the air.
Cedric withdrew his arms, stepping back to face her with a theatrical flourish. "What a chilling greeting, my sweet," he mused, his obsidian eyes dancing with a manic glint.
"You’re still a scoundrel, I see," she hissed. "Keep your distance."
"Now, now, let’s keep our tempers in check. You ...
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