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... cret hot spring of Frosthelm Castle, time seemed to stand still. Under the stars, the contrasting harmony created by the steam of the hot water and the falling snow was soothing Cassian’s soul.
Until that moment.
With the splashing of water and the parting of the steam, Cryomara entered the water as if nothing had happened, as if this hot spring had belonged to her for a thousand years (which it probably had). A slight hissing sound was heard when her naked, smooth, and lethally ...
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