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It was not an insult and it was not a banishment. It was a boundary set like a lantern on a path. Dylan blinked, stunned—partly at the specificity and partly because he had never been refused anything in the shape of a polite evening. Mara's mouth formed a small shape like the open end of a question. She looked at Nicolette with an expression that was not quite anger, not quite hurt, but entirely curious.