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... n my dreams, that the duke I had only heard of through rumors would be this handsome!"
The voice, a bright, musical, and utterly, joyfully feminine trill, echoed from outside. It was a voice that held the confidence of a woman who had never, not once in her life, been nervous about anything.
Carcel’s hand, the one on her shoulder, jerked. He snatched it back as if he had been burned, as if her gray morning dress had suddenly become red-hot iron. He took a fast, guilty step back, ...
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