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... e wardrobe was almost empty except for those damned robes. Every shade of violet and gold known to Saha had been crammed inside, pressed and perfumed like a personal insult. His shirts, slacks, and jackets were gone... again. Only his pajamas and the ceremonial "gifts" remained.
He’d told her once, very clearly, that he wouldn’t wear them.
And yet, there she was. Hanna stood by the dressing table, tablet in hand, all composure and self-importance.
"I already told you," Ch ...
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