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Daciana's pov Even though Arnou had just indirectly rejected the meal, I went off to the kitchen and waited as the maids began to prepare dinner. I would have made it herself but knowing it would have turned cold before his arrival. As the maids served the dishes on a tray and was about taking it into the room, I stopped them; standing before them. " You know what? Once you get in there and perhaps tell you people to get out, you shouldn't. And don't panick, I'll be right there behind you in a few."I ordered them and listening attentively, they all gave their respective bows. Then I sidestepped and gave way for them. As they made their ways out of the kitchen, I went over to the refrigerator to fetch a cold whiskey. Who knows, that might soothen his runined mood and cause him to stop gi

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