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CHAPTER 44: THE GATHERING STORM

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last update Data de publicação: 2026-07-16 13:14:17

Rosemary's POV

By the time the sun began to dip below the tree line, painting the sky in deep shades of burnt orange and purple, I made my way back to our private suite. My heart fluttered with a nervous, happy anticipation.

I pushed the heavy oak doors open, and the scent of the grand woods and rich mahogany instantly enveloped me. Kieran was already there. He had discarded his formal leather cape and dark tunic, wearing only a loose black shirt with the sleeves rolled up to his forearms. H
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