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    Viktor knew how he looked. With his sharp angles and hollowed cheeks and colt-like limbs, he was a serpentine god with all his alabaster beauty.

    The nobles whispered about it. The investors watched Viktor move, fascination warring with discomfort. The Council scoffed at the idea of a Zaunite on their board—until they saw him.

    Exotic. Enthralling. An exquisite thing to be coveted for themselves.

    Viktor had once despised it.

    Despised the way they stared, the way their fascination was always tinged with something possessive, as if he were a rare specimen on display. Loathed the murmurs in the Academy halls, the furtive glances that dogged him everywhere he went.

    Now?

    Now, he used it.

    If they should lust after him, they did so at their own peril.

    Desire was a fundamental human weakness. A distraction. A vulnerability. And if Jayce Talis was to prove useful, then Viktor would use every weakness he had.

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    Or: Councillor Viktor, the fic.

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    30 Mar 2025