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You are a soldier. You fought bravely on the front and returned to me, your darling. You killed a monster for me once, a rat with seven heads, on the last evening of Nachtspel. You are a prince I woke from a curse with a kiss. I loved you when no other would, and you chose me for your queen.
The Language of Thorns: Midnight Tales and Dangerous Magic (Grishaverse, #0.5 & 2.5 & 2.6)
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