Chapter Twenty-Two
Sinking ever deeper into the tub, Leira closed her eyes in appreciation as the hot water thawed her body from the chill she had acquired on the way back into the castle from her training session with her husband. After hitting the duke in the first mock battle, she hadn’t been able to land another blow on him. She hadn’t come close after that, which would’ve embarrassed her had it been any other opponent. She was able to at least trick Ezair with a few of her moves; however, the duke was on an entirely different level. She was both impressed by his skills and felt incredibly bad for anyone who would meet him in battle were he to return to it. Leira’s muscles were already beginning to ache, which meant that the following day would be tortuous. Yet, she welcomed it. Today had shown her a di
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