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Jules had attended quite a few parties and balls since they had arrived at the capital, but the royal ball was something else.

He’d never been at the palace before, and the luxury was both overwhelming and humbling. It made Jules acutely aware that they were little more than country bumpkins, only invited because of Liam’s undisputed success as the Diamond of the Season—and because Devlin intended to marry him.

Jules bit the inside of his cheek so hard he tasted blood. Not thinking about it, not thinking about it, not thinking about it.

Fuck, he was terrible at not thinking about it.

He should have stayed home. He should have made up some excuse to skip the ball.

But he was so damn weak. So weak for him. He wanted to be there for Devlin—this was a very important evening for him. Devlin would be declared the heir tonight. Jules had no idea how people would react, so he wanted Devlin to have at least one supporter in the ballroom,

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