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A typical love story about a 𝐧𝐨𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐥𝐚𝐝𝐲 and a 𝐧𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐧 𝐝𝐮𝐤𝐞 but with a simple twist.
She is lazy.
The laziest lady the Duke had ever met and the empire had ever seen.
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"Translate the dead language for me and I'll give you what you want," the Duke, who was first confident, now pleaded in desperation as the lady in question started to doze.
She just yawned in response.
"Lady..."
She yawned once again, thinning his patience.
"That's unladylike," he chastise, unable to hold his temper.
"Talking to you makes me sleepier."
With the last patience he could gather, he repeated. "Tell me, what do you want?"
"Sleep," she mumbled before finally welcoming her sleep.
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