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Crowning Glory
Baron Bartholomew cracked open the door of his daughter's bedchamber. Like the Lord's prayer, it was a dawn ritual he had developed after the death of his eldest son. He gazed upon the young woman in proud silence, watching her chest rise and fall under the rich silk sheets he had brought back from Palestine. Christine looked safe while locked in her dreams. Her long dark brown hair spread like angel wings either side, he thought her a sleeping angel. A result of love and beauty untainted by...
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