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Chapter 19: The Festival Feast
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... lry and exhaustion. Zyran had spent most of the evening dealing with courtly matters, while Althea had felt an increasing unease she could not shake. Karlos's presence was suffocating—every brush of his fingers, every lingering glance sent her body into a betrayal of heat. She loathed how easily she reacted to him.
Zyran had noticed her change. He reached for her at night, and she flinched, making an excuse of fatigue. Each time she turned away, guilt clawed at her, but so did the linger ...
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