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... tark contrast to the rhythmic, desperate heat of the last seventy-two hours. The space beside me in the massive imperial bed was cold, the furs smoothed over where Soren had been.
Where is he? My mind was still foggy, drifting in the hazy memory of his hands and the low, rough vibration of his voice.
Then the fog cleared, and reality hit me like a bucket of glacial water.
Wait...
I sat up, or tried to, before a sharp, localized ache in my hips reminded me exactly ...
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