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... as heat crept up his cheeks. Embarrassment tightened his throat, but beneath it lay a quiet gratitude—Ceremus had noticed something was off. Yet, the words lodged in Hael's chest, refusing to surface.
Would telling him only make things worse? Would it drive him further away?
His eyes flicked up, catching the expectant look on the king's face. That steady gaze, unwavering and patient, made something inside Hael shift. Ceremus had been vulnerable with him earlier. The least he coul ...
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