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... t clatter of carts, a stark shift from the parlor's hush. Kael prowled the aisles, usually a chore he'd blitz through—grab the basics, get out. Today, though, a grin tugged his lips, sharp and mischievous. Rhea needed clothes; her old ones were wet and rags after their last tangle. He'd locked her in hours ago—midday, after their kitchen clash—and now, starting of the night, sun no where in sight, he had a chance to play, again.
He started practical: two sets of casual wear—soft tees, da ...
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