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Chapter 86
CHAPTER 86 Ariah took special care to wait for me at the door to the ballroom. The stone-faced guards bowed to me as we walked in, Ariah locking her hand with mine and that smile stuck to her face again. As expected, the extravagant display of opulence filled the air with the stench of wealth and power that could only ooze out of the presence of so many great, influential men in one place at a time. King Ragnar must have spent a fortune setting it all up, it was like a majestic festival situated right in the middle of his mansion. At the center of the room was a large ice sculpture with a striking resemblance to the celebrant, who was lost in a horde of his friends and counterparts. I watched from a distance, hoping that he would be engaged all night and we wouldn’t get the privacy I dr
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