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THE TURNING POINT

King Leonidas woke up the next morning with mixed feelings. Peace from a good night’s rest, and pain from the wound in his chest. He was curled around Daphne’s small body, his arms wrapped around her back, her breasts plastered to his chest.

The way his body hurt, he didn’t want to wake yet. Didn’t want to face the day. He didn’t want to think about his wound. About the man that