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... wet. And yet he did not so much as stir.
“Dominus,” she walked near him and hugged him from behind.
He was staring at the window, left in deep thoughts. Unusually silent and intolerably brooding.
“My queen,” he whispered. His voice sounded apologetic as he turned and kissed her hair.
He carried her into their bed and let her down gently. Sitting her on his lap as he took the towel from her.
“Let me dry your hair, my queen,” he whispered.
She let h ...
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