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... focating myself, trying not to breathe. My lungs screamed, but the thought of Casimir catching a whiff of my morning breath was a major turn-off. The kind of disaster I wasn’t prepared for.
Thankfully, the tension shattered as a knock came through the door, followed by the coachman’s voice.
"Sir, the carriage is ready. We are to leave before another storm can catch us."
I quickly pushed him off me, snatched the tin cup of water from the food tray, and gargled profusely. I ...
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