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“Mary!”

From another direction, he heard other people calling out his name, the voices familiar.

“Rathe, stop!”

His head whipped towards the sound, and to his shock, Rathe found his own parents doing their best to make their way towards him.

“Have you seen Mary?”

It was hard to hear each other through the cheers of the hordes of women surrounding them, but Alyssa was able to read his son’s lips. An expression of stunned dismay crossed her face as she realized Mary was not with him either.

“I don’t understand. She was supposed to be with you—-” She had to stop talking, busy trying to keep her eyes on Rathe as women tried to get between her and her son, the looks on their faces making it clear they would stop at nothing to get to the duke.

“Good Lord, what’s happening?” she cried out.

Rathe shook his head. “I’ll explain later.” He had to bat away women as he spoke, and turning to another direction, he shouted at Alyssa, “I just have to find—-”

He stopped.

He had finally found her.

Mary.

Her face was deathly pale, her eyes blank with pain.

“Mary—-”

Her eyes closed and she started to fall.

“Maaaaaary!”










Chapter Thirteen

When Mary opened hereyes, she found herself in the hospital, Alyssa Wellesley seated by her bed. The woman’s face was visibly strained, and she was obviously forcing herself to smile when she saw that Mary was awake.

“How do you feel?” Alyssa’s voice shook as she asked the question.

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