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Rest part of- chap- 11 Then Damon straightened slightly, his gaze sweeping the table. When he spoke again, his voice had that kingly weight that seemed to bounce off the walls. "Everyone," he said, "this is April. Edward's beloved. And our beloved daughter. She is to be treated with the respect she deserves. If I hear even a whisper of disrespect..." He let the sentence trail off, eyes narrowing with a pleasant yet terrifying authority, "...there will be consequences." There was a collective murmur of agreement. Some bowed their heads. One guy coughed awkwardly into his goblet. Claire smiled sweetly like Damon hadn't just gently threatened a dozen people. "Come, sit. We've saved seats for you." Edward guided me to the chairs set beside the King and Queen, and I slid into the one betwe

