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... him with a piercing gaze. They had crossed paths a few times when he was in the guise of Arsen, making it hard to feign complete ignorance. Along with the usual intense stare from the First Prince, two other sharp gazes caught Maxime's attention, prompting him to turn his head slightly.

“Give it your best,” mouthed Paola from the left side. Her words conveyed a mixture of encouragement and curiosity, her arms crossed, her expression alight with anticipation. Maxime sighed lightly and shi ...

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