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48. what The King Did Last Night.

Author: Ywyn
last update publish date: 2026-10-29 05:35:43
Yvaine's POV

By late afternoon my legs had stopped belonging to me.

The sun had slipped behind the east tower and the green grass was striped with long shadows. The line sagged under its load of white, and there were still eleven sheets and six blankets standing between me and my bed. I had stopped sweating around noon, which I suspected was not a good sign. Every time I stepped out of the washtub my knees shook, as if they were considering a protest.

"You look way worse than this morning."

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