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Some days I don't make sense, not even to me. I'd abdicated the throne he seemed to want me to take, and if you're not in charge, you can't control what happens. He was warm, warm with the blood he'd taken from me, but his wasn't the heat of the werewolf, and sitting side-by-side wasn't as warm as sitting in someone's lap. Louis and would like to talk to us at a later date about council business.

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