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Adrian was standing before his father. With hands in pockets, he casually leaned back on one leg and clucked his tongue as he looked around the large office. It was surrounded on all four sides by dark walnut wood panelling. A huge open fire place on one wall was partially covered from view by two large arm chairs angled to face each other and the fire, with a small table between them that had a half finished game of chess on it. Bookcases lined two of the other walls leaving only the wall behind his father which proudly displayed a very large portrait of their ancestor. King Michele had yet to look up from his laptop screen to even acknowledge Adrian’s presence. Adrian noticed that there were two white streaks in his father’s hair on both temples, they seemed to have gotten larger all o

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