Chapter 33 Unanswered Questions, Soft Silk Sheets and A Knife In The Dark

 Cedric’s POV

“His what?” Cedric repeated, his voice rising.

But Maria wasn’t looking at him anymore. Her attention had shifted away from him and towards the breakfast tray, her expression becoming businesslike and professional all over again.

“There is medicine,” she said, pointing to a small co...

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