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... son estate. A month of silence. A month of pain.
The heavy iron of prince Liam’s gates creaked open. A solitary figure walked through them.
It was Carlos.
He looked nothing like the arrogant young master who came the last time to deliver good news. He was a broken man. He leaned heavily on a crude wooden crutch, his left leg dragging slightly with every step. The fifty lashes from the Royal Guard and the thirty from the family had left him scarred and stiff.
His f ...
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