Lucille

Never before had I had as much difficulty sitting still. As Roman spent his daytime hours working toward the upcoming parliamentary meetings, I was left in our apartments. Despite the inactivity, I reminded myself this was nothing like my lonely days, weeks, and months at Annabella Castle. For five years, I’d wasted my time, doing anything to stay busy.

Now, because Roman had kept his promise, I had work to be done.

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