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Gavin leads the way out of his private study, and we twist down halls and through the castle in silence. We approach another sitting room, and Rana is chatting with a young fairy that brought tea and sandwiches on silver trays. Jakob is looking at the trays, personally offended by them. “Please, I beg your apologies, sir. Tyrina, why would you serve our guests on silver when clearly gold is more suited to them.” Gavin sounds jovial, but his face is anything but. The fairy notices her mistake and turns bright red covering her face and curtsying to the king. “Oh, your majesty, I’m sorry I just didn’t think I didn’t mean any offense truly. I am sorry. I will fix the mistake immediately.” She pleads through her hands. “No, bother.” Jakob’s face softens, and his fatherly nature bleeds throu
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