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... ever forget."
They both stepped out, leaving their maids and guards behind at Alaric’s request.
The streets of Wyfkeep were buzzing as they rode into the heart of the city. Alaric, draped in his dark cloak with his arm resting casually around Salviana’s waist, drew eyes as always—his presence sharp and commanding, making space wherever he went. But Salviana, her hair still pinned up to reveal the graceful line of her neck, seemed to be all he saw.
When they finally arrive ...
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