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52. Eric

Five Hundred Years Ago

“Ruby! Ruby!”

Ruby turned her head at Maeve’s voice, wondering what the ruckus was about. It was a quiet, lazy afternoon. Ruby was sitting in her room by the window, painting a flower she had picked up earlier outside.

She had no idea what it was called…she had never seen it before, and that’s why she had felt compelled to pluck one and preserve it on canvas. It had red blooms with black nectaries in the middle.

Her door flung open and her maid, also her childhood friend and closest confidant, burst in. Her red curly hair was pulled over one shoulder in a messy braid, tendrils whipping around her face. Her excitement made her face even more animated than it usually was, with her big green eyes popping and her cheeks flushed.

“He is here,” she rasped, breathless, before Ruby could ask what the excitement was about.

“Who?” Ruby asked, despite the fact that she had a good idea who, and her heart was already pounding in anticipation. There was only one person
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