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... ia, still shaking off the last remains of sleep, was confused by the Duchess’s alarm. She looked at Eric’s peaceful, sleeping form. "There’s nothing wrong with him, Your Grace," she responded, her own voice soft. "He’s just sleeping."
Lyra stared at her as if she had just said the sky was green. "He’s sleeping? Through all this noise? Through me shouting?" She took a step closer to the chair, her eyes wide with a disbelief that Delia didn’t understand. "Eric is?"
"Should I wake h ...
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