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... seven carriages. Unless"—her eyes sparkled—"your wife has become seven, yes? Did she split herself into clones while I was busy working?"
The marquis let out a strained laugh, lips twitching. "You jest, Your Majesty. Of course my wife is my one and only. I love her deeply." He straightened, trying to regain his rhythm. "She is a virtuous woman, devoted to our house—"
"Mm." Heena’s smile sharpened. "So virtuous that she nearly ate eight slaves’ worth of food at that little ’contes ...
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