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Ve stands in the doorway for a moment longer than she usually would but only long enough to fall one extra step behind Rhys. She watches as Cody’s mouth falls open, unable to conceal his shock. Far from the expected fight, there was no recognition at all. The man, his biggest adversary, looks relaxed, but he has been pulling his hair out for days, every cell in his body has felt the strain, yet Rhys looks as if nothing even happened. The dismissal somehow causing more anguish than a physical fight ever could. Ve’s violet eyes move from the prince, who hasn’t even noticed her presence as he stares at his brothers back, unable to speak, unable to move. Her gaze moves to Lucas, who is looking directly at her. She offers a curt smile. "Lucas" Her word is more sinister than placid and lace