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... ack to the bed.
Elowen approached the bed, her presence filling the room with a serene warmth. She sat down beside him, her silver hair cascading like moonlight down her back. Mikhailis reached out, brushing a strand behind her ear. Her golden eyes met his, and they exchanged a look that needed no words.
The morning, like their nights together, had become sacred—an important ritual that grounded them amidst all the chaos of courtly duties and royal expectations.
"When are ...
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