Chapter Forty One

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"This season's Hunt could use a twist, don't you think?" Argal Triniburn says. "I agree." Mortrine says with glee. "The last three hunts were basic hunts, we should have at least one special hunt this year." He says. The members of his council along with several other dignitaries all turn to look at him and he raises a brow. He was not concentrating on what they were saying and at the moment, he has no interest in it at all. Something about the Hunt this year being different. "That is a wonderful idea." He says, not caring one way or the other. His mind is on other things, on another person to be exact. Elizabeth is driving him crazy. Since the moment he sent her off, watching from the roof as her carriage pulled away, he has felt no peace. In her absence, he was restless, snappish, i

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