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... memory of the masked man’s crimson eyes from the night before. She had tried, unsuccessfully, to convince herself that it had been nothing more than imagination—an overactive mind conjuring nonsense out of exhaustion and wine. But she knew better. Somewhere deep inside her, she could still feel the shiver that his absence had left and his dizzying scent that still made her mind weak.
She was brushing out her long chestnut hair by the window when the sound of horse hooves broke the still ...
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