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“I said you lack manners,” Alaric replied, his tone icy. “Especially when you’re in public.”

“You’re the one dancing with your brother’s fiancée,” Kael shot back, his voice rising. “And you’re talking about manners?”

“I am not your fiancée!” Lilac’s voice rang out, sharp and clear, silencing the room. Her eyes burned with anger as she faced Kael. “You ended that the moment you walked out on me during our engagement ...