Gunther ordered that a parchment be provided. Shaking his head, Ox walked closer. The highlanders didn’t have to like him, but he needed their respect. ”Trying to understand, Tristan took a deep breath.
A tug hoots far away. Her name was still inscribed on the back as a painful reminder of her absence. “Would you and your sisters do us thehonor of a dance?” he asked. Seated on the spacious balcony, he would watch for hours as his beloved butterflies swoopedand darted about the spacious chamber.
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