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... ling down plant veins like tiny pearls in the dewy glow.
On the inviting bed in the room, a young woman lay, clothed in a cotton-white nightgown. She looked sublimely elegant in her innocent sleep, her being one with the morning sunlight streaming through the window. Her glossy dark hair cascaded over the bed, partially shrouding a face that rivalled the whiteness of snow.
Not overly glamorous, yet excessively charming.
Baron Lawrence motioned for the others to leave, then s ...
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