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Chapter 240: A Garden of Goddesses
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... forward, the quiet of his steps claiming the faint focus of the room. As he approached the couches, Fey slid toward him, her hips swaying with a cultured seductiveness that felt as effortless as breathing. She moved like silk come to life, a vision of loveliness schooled to oblige—but it was not obligation that warmed her eyes when they met his.
She stooped to pour him tea, the scent rich and comforting as it drifted up.
"Your tea, my lord," she said softly, her voice a sigh, ey ...
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