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... cking my reflection in the full-length mirror.
I was wearing a royal tunic of deep crimson, embroidered with gold threads. Black breeches, polished boots that gleamed like obsidian.
The finest silk and work for a King as expected.
My curly gold hair was swept back, revealing a face that without sounding narcissistic, was objectively very handsome. The jawline I’d been hiding under baby fat was sharp enough to cut glass, and my amber-gold eyes burned even brighter than bef ...
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