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Chapter SEVENTEEN

Roman

“Good night, Princess,” I said as we entered our apartments.

“Your Highness,” Lucille replied with a curtsy as long lashes veiled her sparkling blue eyes.

For longer than I intended, I watched Lucille and Lady Buckingham walk across the parlor toward the princess’s private suite. I studied everything about the princess. The long cream dress accentuated Lucille’s slender waist, the full skirt undoubtedly had ...

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