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What she dreams of
*Eden* Seduce him. The words are an endless litany whispering through my mind with the constancy of the sea always rushing onto the shore, only to retreat and return again. Seduce him. Lying in the bed, I stare at the shadows dancing across the ceiling. Seduce him. What do I know of seduction? I’ve acknowledged the young gentlemen of the village, but never encouraged their suit because I’ve always hoped to come to Blackrock City, to have a mating Season, to find a suitable mate. I’ve always planned to watch the other she-wolves in the ballroom and mimic them. I’ve always thought that when the time comes, my womanly instincts would rise to the fore and I would know exactly what to do to capture a man’s attention. I’ve been restless all evening. I’ve read for a while, but can’t concent
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