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... te precision, each bite punctuated by a thoughtful tilt of her head. Her cheeks were puffed slightly as she glared at the single macaron on a plate in front of her, remembering the stranger woman and how her husband had practically rejected her macarons.
Roderic and Alaric remained a few feet away from where the princess sat, sharing a glance that screamed silent panic. Neither dared move too close, as if approaching might trigger some royal wrath.
"I’m not sure if the princess i ...
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