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Mary lay beside Edward on her father's grand bed, in his sleeping quarters.
'You have done well,' he told her.
Mary kissed his brow. 'Given the chance, I would do it again, and again, until I shall find my happiness again.'
'still,' said Edward, turning matters over in his head. 'It is a hard thing to do, killing your father I mean.'
Mary yawned. 'It's getting late, there is much to be done.'
Edward blew out the candle.
'On the morrow, we shall be man and wife and I will make you happy, that I promise.'
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Life Recreated
RomanceWhen the most powerful man on the earth falls deadly ill, with no heirs to take his place; his crown is to be given to one of his closets relative. The Duke of Pessline South. But when the Duke, unexpectedly gets murdered, the successor is inconclus...
