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... ng stiff on her tongue, before she stepped back into the confines of the ducal carriage. The rich velvet lining and polished wood felt oppressive, far too small to contain the whirlwind of thoughts still raging in her mind.
Could she truly believe what she’d just heard? The Duchess’s words, so casually dropped, still echoed with an almost unbelievable clarity.
The rhythmic clatter of the horses’ hooves against the cobbled drive was the only sound breaking the heavy silence inside ...
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