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141. The Confrontation
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2026-09-09 15:00:20Later that afternoon, needing fresh air to clear her mind, Rosalie wandered into the glass-walled winter conservatories that overlooked the snowy palace gardens. The air inside the glass house was humid and sweet, filled with blooming white camellias, rare frost roses, and sprawling evergreen ivy. Parsha and Jenny walked beside her, carrying baskets of fresh blooms, while Rosalie laughed softly, chatting with the head gardener about which flowers would suit the nurse
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Claimed By My Mate's Uncle 141. The Confrontation
Later that afternoon, needing fresh air to clear her mind, Rosalie wandered into the glass-walled winter conservatories that overlooked the snowy palace gardens. The air inside the glass house was humid and sweet, filled with blooming white camellias, rare frost roses, and sprawling evergreen ivy. Parsha and Jenny walked beside her, carrying baskets of fresh blooms, while Rosalie laughed softly, chatting with the head gardener about which flowers would suit the nursery best.The peaceful atmosphere shattered the moment heavy, hurried footsteps echoed sharply against the marble floor.It was Griat. He had returned sooner than expected from the border perimeter, his dark cloak billowing behind him, his boots dusted with snow. His jaw was set in a tight, grim line, his hand resting instinctively on the pommel of his sword. The usual relaxed, respectful smile he wore around Rosalie was absent,
Claimed By My Mate's Uncle 140. Departures and Deep Bonds
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The morning sun continued to bathe the balcony in soft golden light, casting a warm blanket over the quiet snow beyond the stone balustrade. The silver trays lay mostly cleared between them, and the gentle crackle of the hearth provided a rhythmic background to the peaceful morning. Rosalie rested against Dominic’s chest, his large hand still cupping her rounded belly, tracing small, absentminded circles over the soft fabric of her gown.Then, without warning, a single tear slipped down her cheek.Dominic, whose senses were attuned to her every breath, felt her body tense slightly. He pulled back just enough to look into her face, and his golden eyes widened in pure surprise. Tears were brimming in her lush green eyes, shining like liquid emeralds before spilling over her pale cheeks in silent, steady streams.A sudden, sharp panic seized Dominic’s
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