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Back in the royal Chevalier Palace, Lord Viktor stood outside the main entrance when Lord Damien and Draven approached him, their trunks carried by the male servants who took them to the awaiting regal carriage. Viktor's glances at their presence were brief, whilst he returned his placid gaze to the bright blue sky, and he looked prepared to head for the event that was presently ongoing in the Fields. He had stayed behind to handle some crucial matters that abruptly came up, and since Lucius wasn't here, he decided to see them off himself.
