he orchestra played a swelling waltz, but nobo
l Stone stood beside him, the newly pin
use was d
voice amplified by the microphone
, blindingly bright. It la
ll over t
kes on his wheelchair.
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he said throug
r support, Julian pushed himself up. His bad leg trembled
he s
, leaning hea
pocket and pulled
ngly, lowered himself onto one knee. The fabric of his uniform strained against the bandag
. A collective i
arrying to the back of the room. "I told you I
ands. Tears streamed down her face,
you ma
out. "Yes, you
upted. Thunderous applause. The King clapped from
et table, Isolde watched the
the ro
e almost dropped her clutch. She gr
ern instantly replacing his
y touched her stomach. No. It couldn't be. Not yet. The timing w
g to focus. Her gaze
d the stairs, a man in a black tuxedo step
The head of the King's 'Special Operations' division-the departmen
e gave a single, sharp nod. The
t wasn't an order to kill. It was an activat
room frantically
ilia. The K
ng at the proposal. She wasn't looking at the King. She was s
life. Consort Cecilia Dies of Sudden Heart F
nod. The
d the tim
nto his suit fabric. The joy of the engagement evaporated, rep
kissing in the spotli
the knives were alre
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