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Chapter 95

Penulis: Jess Dawson
last update Terakhir Diperbarui: 2025-06-21 10:02:07

Lucas's POV

As dessert is brought in; a massive pavlova topped with a tower of fresh fruit, I glance around the table. The boys, along with Zahra, are all looking drained. They’ve had a long, emotional day, and it’s starting to show. I check my watch and see it’s already 9:30 p.m. Time has slipped by quicker than I realized.

I link Xander.

‘You guys all look shattered. Why don’t you head upstairs once desserts finished. Don’t worry about cleaning up tonight. You’ve all got an early start tomorrow.’ I can sense his surprise—this is unusual for a royal visit. But I know James won’t mind.

‘Thanks, Dad. I’ll tell the others.’

‘Take Sebastian, Max, and the princes with you. They won’t want to sit around with us. We
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