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When King Lucien pulled Danika into a hug, blanketing her into his strong arm, everything suddenly felt right in the world when she got over her shock from the gesture.

She allowed her wet eyes to slid close and she wrapped her arms around him. It's been four weeks she'd been in his arms. Four excruciating week of pain and misery.

She closed her eyes and tightened her arms around him. It doesn't matter if this moment is fleeting... If he regains back his senses and pushes her away...

What matters is the moment. This stolen moment between them.

Since her status reduced and she became a slave, Danika learnt to always live in the moment because good moments are hard to come by when you're a slave.

Finally, he pulled back. She looked up at his deep blue eyes and it isn't looking so troubled any