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vating and heart-stopping. Slightly parted, they beckoned for another kiss. Her porcelain complexion, tinged with pink, nestled within the darkness of her raven hair like clouds, a beauty so striking...kept echoing in his mind, like a nightmare. His son was so outstanding, so capable. What if one day he was forced to abdicate! If that were the case, where would he have the face to see peopleThese d...