Greg sprinted to Ivory and shielded the man as he uttered to the police in a cold voice, “He’s with me.” Officer Katie snarled, “Step aside, Your Grace. This man has b—” “Katie, everyone, let them through. He’s one of the 98,” Lucianne’s firm voice cut through the space, and every policeman lowered their pistol or baton in compliance to their queen’s order. But their fierce eyes stayed on the rogue and the duke. As Greg and Ivory approached Lucianne, Greg hissed at his man softly, “What did I say about using contact lenses whenever you aren’t in the Den?” Ivory adjusted his eyepatch as he said, “Well, we are meeting the queen, Your Grace. It didn’t seem good to disguise my true face.”
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