Chapter 110
The door opened and Halle turned groggily, not expecting the man who entered. “Well, I can’t recall the last time I caught a woman in my brother’s bed.” Baldair laughed summer into her frozen world. She sat quickly, letting the sound wash over her. Halle stared in shock at the golden-haired prince. She and Prince Baldair hadn’t had the most stable or conventional of relationships, but he had given her and Fyba one last night before they entered the North—before they were parted, potentially forever. The younger prince likely had no idea the place he had earned in Halle’s heart with that. “Baldair,” Halle breathed, a sigh of relief. The sight of him was warm familiarity. Halle never thought she’d say it, or even think it, but Prince Baldair was the most comforting thing she’d seen in we
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