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Forty-Nine

Forty-Nine

Naomi

Aubrey and I sat in a spa, getting our manicures and pedicures done in the best salon in the pack. How did we do it? I woke up in Seth's bed, all alone, but I saw a tray of breakfast on the bed with a note that read;

"Good morning baby, I'm going to be busy throughout the morning, although I wish to stay in bed with you much longer. But I've made arrangements for you to be treated like the queen you are. I'll see you tonight, my Luna. I love you."

Heat rose to my cheeks and I fell on to the bed, squealing like an infatuated teenager, although I'm not far from that, and I began picking out of the tray, savouring the test and realising the difference between the food we slaves were given and the one the king ate.

In the middle of savouring the lavish breakfast before me, a knock interrupted me. I rolled out of bed, pulled on Seth's oversized shirt, and opened the door to find a maid, one I recognised. She was one of the higher slaves, and was not bound to one duty.

Her
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