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... back, letting pale morning light spill across my chambers. The sudden brightness made my stomach lurch, and I pressed my hand over my mouth, willing myself not to be sick.
Not again. Not this morning.
The nausea had been getting worse, not better. Every morning for weeks now, the same routine. Wake up, fight down the urge to vomit, force myself to face another day of pretending everything was normal. Another day of hiding the secret growing inside me.
"Your Majesty." Lena ...
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