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... rawing in a deep, shuddering breath. Some of the haze of ravenous hunger began to clear from her senses, allowing shame to creep in at her uncivilized display.
"Forgive me," she murmured, unable to meet Dumphries’ gaze. "That was...unbecoming of a lady."
To her surprise, the weaponsmith let out a hearty laugh, waving off her apology.
"No need to be contrite, Rose. You’ve been put through the wringer by that conniving beldame you call ’mother’." His expression hardened bri ...
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