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Chapter 37 - A Bride fit for a Prince

The day of the mating ceremony had arrived. I woke with dread filling my stomach to the point where I found myself bent over the toilet and relieving myself of the contents of my stomach.

To top it all off, Magda was now stood in the bathroom doorway watching me with cold disapproval, having been summoned to administer the potion that will ensure my fertility for this evenings proceedings.

I bent over the toilet once more and retched into the bowl. “How the hell did I get her?” I ask myself.

“I will wait for you in the small office.” Magda’s judgmental look came from behind me. I didn’t respond. All I wanted to do was hid away in the bathroom and never come back out. I listened to her retreating foot steps as she left the bedroom, and let out a deep sigh of relief.  

When I did eventually find myself able to leave the bathroom and head for the office, I found Magda sat pounding herbs with a large pestle and mortar

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