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Chapter 15
“Excuse me? I’m what?”
I was certain that I hadn’t heard her correctly. How could I be betrothed to an immortal god without even knowing it? And who on earth made the betrothal? Surely one of my parents would have to agree to the engagement for us to be betrothed and somehow I couldn’t imagine my mother making that deal with Hypnos.
“You’re betrothed. Have been since before you were born.” she smiled sympathetically and patted my hand which gripped the blanket on her bed.
“How?” my voice shook.
“I’m not actually sure. To be honest, I only found out myself when I barged into your dream unannounced. I think that’s something you’ll have to bring up with Morpheus.”
“Oh, I’ll bring it up with him.” I said through clenched teeth.
Miss Clark laughed and squeezed my hand.
“Go gently on him. The poor boy has had it rough lately.&rd
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