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... ess sleep.
He lay still for a moment, gazing at the gilded ceiling of his new bedchamber. Death was curled against his side, his arm serving as her pillow, her black hair spread across his bicep and covered most of her face. A small smile was still visible. A very human smile filled with warmth.
’So cute.’
He extracted himself by lifting his arm slowly, replacing it with the pillow while observing her face for any sign of waking. She shifted once and stayed on the pillow ...
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