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... lentin gritted his teeth behind Reynard’s broad back, wringing his coat tails as if they were a dishcloth. As if wanting to twist and wring you like this. Until not a drop of moisture remains, completely dried out.
Perhaps Reynard really couldn’t refuse this time. Valentin inwardly acknowledged this thought. It would make sense that they couldn’t make excuses and miss out again after skipping the wedding of the 3rd Prince, the most likely heir to the throne. Moreover, the couple had just ...
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