They were nearing the courtyard now, and all around were milling people, grooms and courtiers, a wellspring of furious gossip.
Louis said, “Do not think of me as your enemy, Highness.”
She gave him her most brilliant smile. “Do not worry, Monseigneur. I shall not think of you at all.” oh annelouis already have my heart. also, this book feels like its written through embroidery tapestry, its beautiful
— Jun 27, 2026 09:00PM
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