TWENTY EIGHT

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Violet's pov I woke up feeling nauseated, my throat raw and blotched as if it had been scorched. "My lady, you look pale." Danya murmured, her face ladened with worry as I prepared for my riding lessons. Although Xaden had promised to teach me himself, his sudden business engagement forced me to insist on Xavier continuing my lessons. "I'm just a little dizzy. I'm sure I'll be fine after I've had breakfast." I said weakly, determined not to show my fears. "Go tell Rose to prepare something spicy--- to help jolt me awake. Inform her that my husband wouldn't be joining us." "Yes, my lady." She said, leaving the room. I turned to pick my girdle and caught my reflection on the mirror. Xaden was right... I looked plumpy. Was I eating too much? I worried that Xaden would stop loving me i

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