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The bar air sat thick and heavy, a haze of sweat, cheap liquor, and cloying perfume. Neon lights flickered red and blue, casting dancing shadows across the packed room. Noise slammed against the walls: drunken laughter, shouted conversations, the bassline vibrating deep in everyone’s chest. In the middle of the chaos, Silas Vance stood like granite, his steel-grey eyes methodically sweeping every corner of the dive with military precision. His jaw was tight, his posture rigid—his disgust was a physical thing. The princess of Veridia was going to be the death of him, he was certain. Two weeks he’d endured her whims, and tonight was no exception. He watched her laugh with her friend Kaela, utterly blind to the potential danger coiled around her. When her gaze finally met his, she look…