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Nineteen • The Festival

•Heather•

I groaned softly as I turned under the warm covers of Benjamin's bed. Slowly opening my eyes, I squinted them immediately at the invasion of the soft sunlight that shone in through the open curtains.

When my eyes got used to the light, I sat up and stretched my hands over my head with a yawn. I felt refreshed this morning and the slight soreness in-between my legs served as a reminder of last night's activities.

Warmth filled my cheeks as I thought about how I would face Benjamin later. I looked at where he slept and my brows furrowed in confusion when I saw that he wasn't there. As much as I felt relieved, I couldn't help but wonder where he went.

"Good morning, Heather," Benjamin greeted as he walked into the room from the bathroom and I looked at him. He was buttoning up the cuffs of his shirt while he would occasionally look up at me.

"Good morning, your Majesty," I answered, making him chuckle.

"Still on the formalities?"

"I'm more comfortable using your ti
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