The Demon's Wife

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The dining room was at the centre of the palace. Seraphina strode through the halls. This was for three reasons: one, because she was still wary of floating in front of strangers. Two, she didn’t want to outpace the two maids who were dutifully leading her towards the dining hall. Three, the hospital gown only went down to her shins and the princess was wary of floating too high and accidentally giving the entire castle a flash of her underwear. The servant stationed at the door to the hall did a double-take upon seeing her, and swiftly whipped around to hiss at the accompanying maids. “She isn’t dressed! Why isn’t she properly dressed?” “She refused to wear the outfit picked out for her,” the shorter maid threw up both hands with exasperation. “She even threatened to tear the dress ap

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