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I couldn't sleep much that night. I tossed and turned and groaned and scoffed but no matter how hard I tried, sleep eluded me. My mind was a chaotic chamber of wild thoughts, and it held me captive far into the late hours of the night. I was too engrossed in trying to figure out everything I’d heard that night. I was frustrated at myself for not being able to come up with a definite answer. Above all, however, I was angry at myself for enjoying the brief intimate moment I had shared with the Prince. I had been in a bad mood ever since I returned to the room, and Maria was the first to notice that. She tried to talk to me about it, but I wasn’t in the mood to talk to anyone. I could only manage a nod. I turned to the other side of the bed with a frustrated sigh and groaned loudly. Why co
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