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I blinked at Elowen, cotton candy drooping in my hand, heart sinking like a rock in a pond.
"Seriously?" I muttered under my breath. "One peaceful moment... is that too much to ask?"
Alvar’s hand tightened slightly over mine, still calm, still perfect. His gaze, however, was ice-sharp, scanning every inch of the space between us and her.
Elowen’s eyes narrowed at our closeness, then suddenly her face lit up in an almost blinding beam. "Lord Leif! Grand Duke Alvar! Wha ...
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