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Rosalia’s POV: I stay silent and out of sight when I see Ariel and Haydon come in, too shocked to even scream. How did they get here so fast? I was sure I’d heard that they’d left the palace for the day, so why come back so soon? Apparently, Hunter has the same questions as me. “How come you came back so early? Ran out of pretty girls to torture?” His tone is laconic and doesn’t invite much in the way of conversation, but the Laurier boys are not so easily deterred as I would have hoped. Instead, they ignore his reticent response and answer in a lighthearted tone. “You wish. No, we left many a pretty young lady walking around without injury tonight. Something drew us back early.” I take a slow breath and try to come up with a reason for their quick arrival. Pessimistic as always, my bra