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Chapter 36 – Second Book Of The Series- Slave To The king

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Beatrice's POV

The chains around my wrists loosened with a dull click. The sudden lightness made my arms feel wrong, unsteady.

"Remove your clothes."

The voice was calm. Uninterested. That frightened me more than anger ever could.

Blindfolded, I stood still, my heart pounding. I didn't know where I was. I didn't know who was watching. I only knew that resisting without sight or strength would be pointless.

I swallowed and nodded.

My fingers shook as I untied the knots. Each piece of clothing hi
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