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Prince Damian tossed again on his bed for the countless time as he tried to think about anything else but the girl who had just served him his breakfast and had raced out of the room to go tell Cordelia of her healed calf. It was no other girl but Anna, the latest addition to the castle. Damian even tried forcing himself to sleep, all to no avail. Swallowing his frustration, he dragged himself out of bed and he sat before the dressing table. Briefly he welcomed peace, but the next minute again the picture of Anna came playing again in his head. Damian shot out of the chair as if it was what cursed and caused him to continue to dwell in the thoughts of Anna, he swore under a breath and he shut his eyes in his try to again send away the feelings he now nurtured for the girl. He tried shuttin