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"Tell His Royal Highness that I will attend." I handed the golden invitation back to Cyran. He merely gave a small nod before taking the royal box from my hands. "I'll be happy to deliver the message, Lady Ashbourne." "Please tell him something else as well. I'm not used to receiving direct invitations from the royal family. So if this turns out to be nothing more than His Highness amusing himself, I might be disappointed." The corner of Cyran's mouth twitched slightly. Whether it was a smile or a warning, I couldn't tell. Before, I trusted Cyran as a friend. But if I were being honest, I trusted him far less as the Crown Prince's right hand. There were simply too many interests and schemes tangled within royal politics. "I've never known the Crown Prince to do anything simply for hi

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