At the altar, tension thickened between them. Your hands trembled as the priest’s voice echoed, while Lucian remained composed, his gaze cold. As the vows approached, he leaned closer, his voice smooth. “You may believe this marriage serves your vengeance, but I assure you, I have no illusions about what it is. Still, I’m curious to see how long you think this will work in your favor.”
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