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... ays, carefully. “Consort means that I’m just a companion, right? So a prince consort isn’t a noble, he’s just married to one.”

“Correct. Sort of.” Vora worries the hem of her tunic. “The peerage isn’t entirely aligned on that.”

“But I don’t have power of command like a prince would.”

“No.”

“So making me a Prince, minus consort…” Grant feels the ground teeter beneath his feet.

“It would be an act, sire,” Hyax says.

“What kind of act? We aren’t gonna ...

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