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Shit. Karandy felt like kicking himself.

He knew he should have never slapped her where it was so damn visible yesterday, but he'd wanted her so much, he was unable to control himself.

While he was lying so effectively, he'd told the king baldly that he never laid a hand on her. He forgot about the goddamn slap. Fear gripped him.

Slowly, King Lucien walked