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... randomly ordered whichever gown for her, choosing the most expensive thing he could get his hands on. But seeing her in one of his personally-picked dresses, the rug was yanked from his feet.
Killorn was too busy admiring her startling beauty in the green material that matched the forest. He didn't even process that her skin was paling by the second, or that she was scrunching the front of her attire in anxiety.
"You didn't have to put on a dress, she wouldn't have minded," Kill ...
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