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... e, the door creaks open.
A very drunk man stumbles into the room.
I blink. I was half-asleep.
Of course.
Right.
Wedding night.
"Your Grace," I say, standing up like a good little noble bride.
He doesn’t say a single word.
Just starts undressing.
Piece by piece.
                            
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