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16: Taste From The Source
Hazel's POV For a moment, I forgot about speaking and just looked at him. He had beads of sweat on his forehead while his eyebrows were creased with worry. I shouldn't be noticing all these minute details but seeing his face so close to mine, I couldn't help it. “Hazel,” he called out, pulling me out of my crazy thoughts. “Your Highness,’’ I heard the guard from earlier. It made me panic so I quickly stood up and went behind Damien's back. He looked confused by my actions. “What is going on?” He asked the guard. When the guard looked at me, I shuffled closer to Damien and felt him stiffen. He glanced at my arm and I watched with horror as his eyes went pitch black. “Leave,” he growled at the guard. The man ran away without resistance. Damien grabbed my arm and pulled it out. His
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