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"Here we go."

X mumbled from where he sat on the sofa opposite of Rania in their living room. He balanced a laptop on his knees and had been carefully watching the security camera screen with live images, but now he looked up at her, an excited glint shining in his eyes.

Rania put down her book at the same time as X closed the lid and rose to his feet.

"They're back?" she asked although she didn't really need to.

X raked a hand through his black hair and eventually gave up trying to hide his toothy smile as he answered nevertheless. "Yup. Can you go tell the others? I'll make sure she doesn't bolt in the meantime."

Rania had already moved to stand up, but paused when he added the second sentence.

"She?" the brunette questioned, turning around to frown at him, but X had already disappeared.

Strange.

Rania didn't waste any more time, though, and instead hurried to muster her family so they could finally clear up the mystery that just hadn't let them go lately.

Who are you, Marquis of Carabas?

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