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... ic echoing softly through the room.
Duke Armstrong sat in his usual chair, his posture regal and his eyes contemplative as he watched the butler's movements.
"You're unusually quiet today, Bernard. Are you worried about the boy?"
The Duke said, fingers lightly tapping the armrest of his chair.
The butler's hand faltered for a moment as he set the teapot down, but he recovered quickly.
"Not at all, Your Grace. Our young master is… capable nowadays. He has c ...
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