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... imson gown that hugged her curves, the neckline embroidered with golden Faeish swirls she couldn’t decipher and plunged enough to reveal the creamy swells of her breasts. Her stomach coiled with tension and the body-hugging gown did her no good
None of the servants would talk to her even as they dressed her up and while they wore polite faces, Islinda couldn’t help but sense the resentment radiating off them. She could not spot Aurelia so far and her hands trembled in fear. She was fille ...
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