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RASHA LEFT THE BATH of the royal suite still wet, wrapped in a long, soft white robe. She was brushing at her wet hair and stopped short when she saw Ladi lying on her bed. Temi was trying to get her attention. Rasha shooed Temi away from the bed and sat down facing Ladi. There was only one reason she’d come here: she wanted to talk about something privately. The guards were outside the door, but the room was large enough to have a conversation without being overheard.
It was the safest room in the palace, as Temi would dispose of anyone entering the room without her, and she kept the room locked when she left. Temi had a strong nose, and he hadn’t reacted to anything in the room so far. Rasha had learned long ago, if all else failed, Temi had the amazing ability to sniff out the dang
