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“What happened to you?” Lucien straightened in his chair, alarm filling his gaze. Jonathan had just entered Lucien’s study and gingerly touched his jaw. By the feel of it, he was going to bruise.
“I may have had a tussle with one of the other guests.”
“Oh?”
“Nothing serious,” Jonathan said with a wry grin.
“Nothing serious? You’re turning blue on the chin.”
“I may have been teaching a certain little sprite to defend herself. She may have gotten the better of me.”
Lucien laughed almost as heartily as Charles had.
“I didn’t tell you so you can be amused at my expense,” Jonathan grumbled.
“I’m sure you didn’t, but dammit, man, you cannot deny it is amusing.” Lucien leaned back in his chair and propped his boots up on the edge of his desk. “Anyway, I hope you didn’t come here for a
