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... his skin. He looked at Valerica, who remained on the porch with an expectant expression. Behind her, the carriage horses shifted their weight, their breath misting in the dim light. The invitation hung in the air, heavy and unexpected. He had spent the last hour convincing himself that isolation was exactly what he needed, but looking at Valerica, he felt that certainty slipping.
"You are serious about this," Vane said, his voice flat but not unkind.
Valerica leaned her shoulder ...
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