Seraphine stood half-hidden behind a stone pillar on the upper terrace, the cool night breeze brushing against her skin. From her point of view, she had a perfect, unobstructed view of the garden below. Kaelan had Celeste pressed against the wall. The kiss was raw, hungry, and unmistakably passionate. His large hand gripped her hip, pulling her flush against him while his mouth devoured hers. Celeste’s soft moan carried faintly on the wind as she arched into him, fingers clutching his tunic like she was drowning and he was air. Seraphine’s chest tightened with a strange, unfamiliar pang. Not jealousy. She had never wanted Kaelan romantically. Their betrothal had always been a political tool, nothing more
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