Chapter 9 "Claimed Throne"

Next morning – the master bathroom, 7:12 a.m.

Sunlight poured through the arched skylight, turning the steam into liquid gold. The claw-foot tub was a small ocean of rose-scented water, Elena half floating, half-sinking, her body a map of last night’s war: faint purple crescents on her hips, a bite...

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