“My lady of the temple, I had hoped to escort you to your suite, but I think it would be more prudent of me to remain with my steward and discuss the ceremony preparations. Will you forgive me, my love?” She smiled at him as she lowered in a curtsy. She understood his gesture. Subtle as it was, he’d publicly acknowledged their relationship. “There is nothing to forgive, Your Highness. I look forward to seeing you at the sanctuary.”
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