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As Anneliese gazed into Frank’s baby-blue eyes, she thought about how perfect he was. The town’s golden boy who caught the attention of all the young women. Few could ignore him as he walked by, sun shining on his blond locks.
Frank was so much Hugh's opposite, he was like a foil to him.
When Frank laughed, he did so wholeheartedly, with merry abandon. Hugh was dark and brooding and preferred to be alone. Frank, by comparison, was light-hearted and treated everyone like a friend. He loved everyone in the town and in the castle. And everyone loved him back.
Well, everyone but her grandfather.
And her, of course. But she didn’t have to love him.
Even after her unnerving meetings with Hugh, Anneliese was kind of grateful that Frank was willing to wait for her.
Since it appeared that
