Citrus

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The Emperor was silent for a while.  I thought that he was considering how unreasonable his request had been when he had still not explained what it really meant; he did not apologize the next time he addressed me. He laughed. It was a dry, sardonic laugh that made me feel like a naughty child, and I felt my stomach churn as I stared at him coldly. “I suppose you are going to sulk like this until I give you a detailed breakdown of absolutely everything I expect of you. You look rather attractive with that icy look in your eyes, Talia… it isn’t encouraging me to explain myself.” I took a deep breath. I wanted to shove him into the ornamental fish pond with the opulent mosaic, and the only thing that was stopping me is that I didn’t want to disturb the fish. “Emperor, I don’t think my r

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