My father pulls me to the side as soon he sees Duke John and his son walk into the ball. I don’t really get a chance to get look at the son’s face as he basically hides it in a book and I think to myself “I wish I could tune everything out and read..” my thoughts are interrupted as my father speaks to the Duke The King: Ah, Duke John, I’m glad you and your son could make it this evening
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