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A Fearsome Prince
She slept long and deeply, until the morning was winnowing away, and the protest of her empty stomach finally drove her from the bed. For the first time since she left her home, she had nothing to do. There were no meetings or dress fittings, no reason to be up with the birds. Faren and Emilia’s schedules had been left mercifully clear for the week following their wedding, a quiet honeymoon at home. After a solid sleep and the promise of an empty docket, Emilia felt like she could breathe freely for the first time in days. Once the fog of sleep cleared, she realized that the heavy warmth she had grown accustomed to during the night was missing.Faren’s side of the bed was empty. Come to think of it, Gallant wasn’t snoring away on his sheepskin or begging for breakfast at the side of the be
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