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... room still smelled faintly of sweat, perfume, and the chaos of last night.
Oliver woke first — barely.
His body ached everywhere. Not from battle.
No... from very different warfare.
He stared at the ceiling for five seconds before grumbling:
"...I’m never letting Isolde drag Ariana into shopping again."
A soft groan came from beside him.
Ariana immediately hid under the blanket with a squeak, face burning bright red.
Isolde, shamele ...
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