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It was said that when her people danced, powerful things happened. Thus, when the golden stranger appeared before her, demanding that which he believed she’d stolen, Deirdre was not afraid. She’d spent many a night dreaming of this man on his white charger, this errant Faerie prince. He was everything she was not.
He burned like the fiery sun she was forbidden to see, that she longed to feel on her skin, and she wanted him in the same way. Would his touch be like flame, searing her instantly, or a more benevolent caress, sensual on her skin? Deirdre knew that true joy did not come just from emerging from the darkness. She knew that love was the biggest magic of all that could unite her with her faerie prince. |
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