A knock on the door made Lucian look up from the papers sprawled before him.
"Yes?" He asked, wishing desperately it wasn't Amira. He didn't want to face her now. He didn't have enough patience to deal with her yet. He had just cooped himself up into his office to get himself busy with work; to get his anger levels back to low.
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