He looked more dazed than anything, his eyes fixed on Adara. I turned back to her, trying to view the princess through his eyes. Her long, sheer chemise was silk with golden embroidery around the neckline, and her ankle-length outer robe fell in soft, expensive folds. Combined with the thin golden chains that wound through the piles of dark hair on her head, she looked the picture of a beautiful, unapproachable royal. But her face was animated, emotions flitting rapidly across it as she sparred with her brother. Her manner softened the picture, transforming her classical beauty into something
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