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XXVIII. Shameful Gratification

Her wet hair clung to her face, dripping onto her clothes.

A thin, long sleeved shirt was all Agnar had given her. She shivered, not even the heat from the fire enough to warm her from the cold. Not enough to shield her from her shame.

She shifted toward the bed the moment Agnar stood from it. He ...

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