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“Hejjan, septa—” Sire, wait—
“Lotfi, hejjan, septa.” Please, sire, wait. “There’s something I need to tell you.” Kamran did not slow his pace. “Is he ready?” “Han, hejjan. Bek—” Yes, sire. But—
“God, you’re so beautiful,” he said, his smile vanishing. “Even when you lie to me.”
“I didn’t know your name for so long, angel. I love the way it feels in my mouth.”
“You don’t understand,” he said, tortured. “I’ve been dreaming about you for months.”