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A Visit To The Duke's Lair

This man who made my arm a hostage whistled as if he is not torturing someone. He didn't even let me thanked the Duchess.

I looked back and saw James, who nodded at me.

If news about my visit in his duchy appeared, it wouldn't blow me down anymore.

We stopped in front of a brown bifold door. By the finger snap, the door opened on its own. It was like the older and magical version of "Siri, open sesame!"

"Welcome to my lair!"

He was like a content creator who was about to make an office tour.

It would be weird if I would be the first to enter, so I waited for him to sit on his throne until he signaled me to sit on the chair in front of his worktable.

He also ordered James to bring water and tea for me.

This humble chancery was the opposite of the typical aristocratic office. They calculated the space needed around the office. Even extending both arms, there was still a wiggle room.
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