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His scent was everywhere. Daphne kept her nose deeply buried in the mattress as she worried herself to no end.

It was late at night, and he wasn’t in his bed chambers. She was too worried to sleep. Her baby must be as worried as she was, or already asleep, because he was being too quiet.

The last two weeks hadn't been all perfect. Not since the king stopped being so...susceptible to her. Not since