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The Cruelty of the Moon Goddess
Aira’s POV “It’s not the end of the world,” Aspen tried to tell me. “It is the end of the world,” I responded, wiping my tears away. “Knox isn’t a bad guy, I’m sure of it,” Aspen continued. “He’s just very swayed by politics. As a Crown Prince, that’s kind of his job.” “Oh, well, as long as it’s his job, that’s all fine, then,” I snarked. “I don’t need any kind of romance in my life. I’m perfectly happy to just be a baby-making assembly line.” Aspen winced. “It’s not as bad as all that.” “Please. He won’t even care if it’s pleasant as long as the business of creating an heir is done,” I scoffed. “Aira, not in front of Blanche!” Aspen gasped. “I know how it works,” Blanche informed us. I knew she knew how it worked. I’d explained it to her after having my lady’s maid’s mother expla
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