Chapter 150 Stay With Me

Enzo nodded.

He had expected the rejection.

A woman who ate roasted pheasant and drank imported wine wouldn't want the hard crusts of a laborer's house.

"Sleep well, my Lady," he said, his voice softening despite himself.

Suri’s brow furrowed. I am the King’s Mistress, she began, the correcti...

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