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Chapter 72

Alaric

Did I really mean that? I can't tell, but then, I was annoyed when Dirna said that about her.

I hate it when she talks down to me. Only I have the right to tell anything harsh to wolf.

And now, here I am, holding a basket! What king holds a basket?

There's a blanket hanging on my shoulder too and the maids were meant to be here to do that.

But she wanted us both, alone. Earlier, she was struggling with the basket and blanket, slowing our walk, and to ease it, I snatched them away from ...

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