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... he day.
Breakfast? Too early for meaningful eye contact. Dinner? Usually softened by wine. But lunch was where things happened.
People were fully awake, still sober, and trapped across from each other with nothing but food and inherited grudges between them.
Which explained why Lara had spent the last twenty minutes aggressively buttering a slice of bread like it owed her money.
Across the table, the Celestial Queen stared at her.
Not looked.
Stare ...
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