They see eachother

~ VITTORIO'S POV ~

“Signore, dinner is ready,” one of the kitchen assistants informs me as I step out of my study.

Her tone is respectful, cautious, as if every syllable she speaks is weighed before release.

“Inform Eirlys.” I instruct.

The assistant’s eyes flicker for just a fraction of a se...

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