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... soft grass and stared up at the drifting clouds, talking for hours.
When Camilla’s belly started to rumble from hunger, William leapt to his feet and promised to find them Damiran figs.
"What exactly is that?" Camilla sat up, feeling languid from lying in the warm sun.
"A fruit that only grows wild in the southern climate." William called back as he stood at the base of a large tree and looked up at the canopy. A moment later, he started climbing it with impressive agilit ...
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