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The king had already spoken to her that the morning when she served him the tea Madam Bridget gave her to take to him. He’d drawn her close, his eyes sliding over her hungrily. He’d placed his head on her swollen bosom and groaned. “You will spend tomorrow night with me, Daphne. Here, in my bed. All night.”

A shiver of anticipation and dread went through her body at the reminder.

She got up from t