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His voice alone made me melt, but I pulled myself together and didn't let it show in the slightest. His expression was difficult to read. I have no idea what was going on in that head.

As I approached him, Amun stood up. I didn't trust him at all, so I stopped. Who knows what he was up to?

The king pulled out my chair and gave me a smile, which I didn't return. His mood seemed to have improved since our last encounter.

His gesture annoyed me because it was far too polite. Like he was a gentleman, which was just a charade. No werewolf was as charming.

I looked at him and asked, "Can we stop the feigned politeness?" My voice sounded cool and his smile faded. "That I wasn't feigning." He got an eye roll in response and I continued to stand where I was.

When I went through what the monsters had done to me and those around me, I couldn't see any kind of intentions behind his behavior. There was another reason.

No, I wouldn't let him treat me like that. He seemed to get that because Amun sa
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