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... ithin the room of the Yecine estate. The blonde swordswoman stirred quite slowly while waking from a deeper sleep than she was used to. She instinctively reached for the tiny warmth that had been pressed against her side through the night.
But emptiness met her hand as well as her spiritual sense. She opened her heavy pigeon-blue eyes. Her body was reluctant to move and lose the lingering impression of Elua’s weight. She could still imagine the soft breathing against her ribs, where a sm ...
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