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Chapter 68: The First Kiss

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LAfter their conversation in the Moon Pavilion, Halrem made the catastrophic mistake of avoiding Draevor.

Not openly, because that would only have encouraged him to pursue her more enthusiastically.

Instead, she buried herself beneath imperial responsibilities with surgical precision over the next two days. Military reviews expanded far beyond necessity, physician councils stretched well past midnight, and three separate ministers left meetings visibly shaken after Halrem dismantled their poli
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