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Staking the Prize
Adeline sat in the water, seriously contemplating her options. She had to let Evandwr know so he could prepare for the worst. On the other hand, something about the way Lucan had reacted to her dress and the way he had spoken about it when he had seen her literally kissing Evander, it made her wonder if there was more. Maybe he was not so pissed with her as he was with the dress. Maybe the thing he hated was within him, and she was only a reflection, nothing more. "My lady. I shall help you out." She turned towards the maiden, then nodded, allowing her to bring the robe to her. Once she was all wrapped up, she stepped out, then waited for the water to change so she could take a proper bath. She had Lucan on her mind all through as she bathed, and despite her hatred for him, by the end
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