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Chapter 73
Rhys stands on stage, his posture is not overly aggressive nor too boastful yet he doesn't have the relaxed air he has had around him the last few times the crowd has seen him, but considering it was also his world that got flipped on it's head and the uncertain future, he is looking alright. His hands are grasped behind his back, his shoulders straight and strong, a polite smile on his handsome face, a plain black shirt pulled over his expansive body replacing the tank from te fight, covering much more skin but still not looking anywhere near as formal as the rest of the attendees. It is tight showing every inch of sculptured strength. He looks humble in his outstanding victory. For everyone watching on, he looks regal, he looks exactly how they envision the king to be. Ve stands silent
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