Pure as the driven snow /Gwayne Hightower
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Last published Mon, Jun 8, 2026
Lady Alyssa ran away for freedom, betrayed her own house, but was it the right decision??
~☆Gwayne hightower fic☆~
*english is not my first language, so forgive my mistakes*
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