Perfectly Suited

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The winds of fate where blowing yet again and I had thought they would be less harsh with their dealings this time around. I was wrong… “Why did no one wake me earlier?” I glared at the bright light from the high noon sun as though it were in anyway at fault. I couldn’t believe that I’d slept this much. “Well, after last night we figured you’d need extra rest and decided to let you sleep in until such a time that you would wake of your own volition.” Norae offered her answer with that emotionless face of a warrior, but I blushed still, thinking of last night and what else the guards may have been forced to endure as they stood guard outside of the king’s chambers. And speaking of the king… “His highness?” I tried to sound as casual as possible when I inquired of my mate whose absence

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