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... > A young maid blinked innocently up at her, holding up a tray with a porcelain bowl on it, along with a spoon. From such a close distance, Soleia could smell the vague sweetness wafting off the liquid. She couldn’t help but marvel at Rafael’s speed in getting the kitchen to do his bidding. She didn’t think tonics could be brewed so quickly, but Rafael was a persuasive man.
"Your Highness, here is the tonic that you’re supposed to drink for your pregnancy," the maid said tremulously. She ...
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