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Marcus had turned to watch Cassius leave, and stared for a while at the door before he turned to me and smiled. “It is always a pleasure to see you, Lady of White Fire.”
I pushed the bowl away and ran a hand through my hair. “Right now I feel like the Lady of White Pallor. There’s been one problem after another today.”
“His Highness is successfully navigating the treaty requests of King Landry,” Sfetnic assured me.
Marcus took a seat beside me on the bench, and his sharp eyes looked me up and down. “You do appear rather pale, and it isn’t the doing of any vampire.”
I set a hand on my stomach and winced. “Something’s. . .going on with the baby, but nobody seems to know what’s happening.”
Marcus picked up the spoon I had left in the soup bowl and dribbled the contents back into
