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Chapter 34

There was rowdy movement in the courtyard. Gwen could hear it through the open window. She rose from where she’d slept, leaning against the door, and straightened the cramps out of her back. Through the wood she could hear more sounds, fainter, of servants rushing about trying to look busy.

Fire, perhaps?

No, someone would have come for her, even if they disliked her management.

There was a sharp rapping on the panel of the door near her bed and she stared back in surprise.

‘Your Grace, are you awake? I’d come in, but the door is locked. It’s time to dress. Quickly. His Grace, the duke, is back.’

Oh, God. He’d returned. Just as if he’d seen what had happened the night before and come to call her to account. She unbolted the door and Parton hurried into the room.

They threw together her morning dress and combed her hair, and she surveyed the results in the mirror. If possible, she looked even worse than when he had left her. The dress, which had been sorry when she’d arrived at the hou
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