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I page through the folder, and despite the fact that I’rin and shake my head No wonder El likes this Glynnis lady so much This packet of material with its fancy font and little clip art of crowns is definitely Ellie’s style No one has ever excelled at organization quite like uide down into sections, and while I’ure the bit I need most is "Aristocracy: Titles and Honorifics"

Sherbet--sorry, Sherbourne--is the son of a duke, the first son, whichto him, I need to say, "Lord Sherbourne" or " to him, I’d say, "My Lord Marquess" Also, I learn that a h up on the list of fancy people, and that dukes are the fanciest people besides actual royalty, although some dukes are also royalty, like how Alexander is Prince of the Scots while also being the Duke of Rothesay, which, if you askup all the--

There’s a knock on my door, and I look up, startled Then I reing on the radiator Or even better,off the bed, I don’t even bother throwing anything on overtwo layers and have a scarf wrapped aroundit’ll be Ellie with a tray, being all sisterly and good-hearted

It is veryin my doorway, dressed in dark pants and a white button-down, jacket thrown over his shoulder like he’s about to walk down a runway, is Prince Sebastian

Seb

And he’s s at me

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"Knock, knock," he says with a s his knuckles on otten used to how good-looking he was early this afternoon, but apparently this kind of handsome just smacks you in the face every ti ininback and trying to gesture for hi at the scarf aroundle et ize for that ht here in the htly, his hands in his pockets as he ambles into my room The way he walkslook, I know this sounds stupid, but I have never in uys atinvisible turtle shells on their backs But here’s Seb, with his shoulders back, all this easy grace, sh footboard of ht actually swoon

"This place doesn’t seeesturing at my layers, and Seb chuckles

"Let’s see what I can do," heover to the radiator

"I tried that," I tell hih I’uy, but Seb is oddly ogle-able, and in that position, his pants are really tight across--

Okay, no, no, this is not happening, and I a now

I half expect Seb to do so like slaically work, having been subdued by the force of his overwhel masculinity

Instead, he fiddles with so sound that I guess is heat actually co up and turning back around

His eyes slide down to the , then make a leisurely journey back up to my face