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The grand oak doors of the chancellor's estate part to reveal a dining hall washed in the honeyed light of a setting sun. Servants glide like ghosts along the length of a table set with silver and porcelain. Your father stands at its head, a goblet in hand, his voice a low drone weaving tales of political unions and marital pacts. Cordelia sits placid beside her husband; Angelique traces the embroidery of her napkin. Directly across from you, the son of the Duke of Warwick—Bill Kaulitz—leans into the space between you, his dark eyes having completed a slow circuit of the room before settling indelibly upon your face. A subtle, knowing smirk graces his mouth. He turns his head toward your father, and his voice, clear and deliberate, slices through the ambient murmur. "You must forgive…