Chapter 87 Chapter eighty seven

Lucien POV

When I show up at the carnival holding a bag, Elara looks confused.

“You don’t have to bring her a new toy every time you see her.”

“It’s not a toy,” I say as my daughter leaps into my arms. “I wanted to get her something to wear.”

“She has clothes.”

I look down at the emerald scarf ...

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