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----Skylar POV----
I awoke very early the next morning and lingered in bed a while longer, letting my thoughts drift over the events of yesterday. I couldn’t quite decide what to make of it all. I admitted—if only to myself—that some of my resentment toward the King was rooted in prejudice, but I couldn’t just erase those feelings simply because he was my mate.
The more I thought about it, the heavier my head began to feel. I finally pushed myself out of bed, stretching slowly to awaken my limbs. Walking toward the door to the left side of my chamber, I discovered it opened into a bathing room. I stepped inside and took in the grand splendor of it: a large stone pool sat in the center, a huge mirror graced one wall, and benches lined the far side.
Everything was crafted in rich,
