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Chapter 111

Cait

My bedchamber smells faintly of lavender and lye soap, and the rushes on the floor have been freshly changed. Maisy stands behind me, fastening the last row of delicate buttons on the back of my velvet gown.

“I can’t believe this day has come,” she says excitedly.

I meet her gaze in the poli...