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15 “Aria Lanarrie, will you marry me?”
Kalan felt Oren’s eyes on him. He hasn’t said anything since they left the palace to go to Lanarrie's. He didn’t approve of what he was doing. But there was no other way…he had to do this for his kingdom. Kalan sighed as he stared out of the window. Ruhuikar wasn’t happy with him either. He hardly slept last night after coming back from visiting Mystic’s cabin. Her scent still swirled in his nostrils reminding him of the past. “You don’t have to do this,” Oren said. Kalan turned to him, and stared at him in the rearview mirror. He could see the sad look in his eyes. He was probably remembering it all. He had been there when everything fell apart between him and Mystic. Oren brought him back from the edge after Mystic left him, and the mating mark on his shoulder started to fade. Kalan tou
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