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King Leonidas was writing some fresh developments in the lower market to take to the royal accountant on the morrow. The sun had been down for a while, and it was relatively quiet for the night. But sleep eluded King Leonidas as usual.

For the past week, he hadn’t been able to sleep as well as he did on that first night with Daphne. What was it about her? He’d asked himself countless times in the