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The morning sun cuts through the gauzy canopy above the wide bed in the Little Palace, laying stripes of gold across the sheets. Tamar lies beside you, her body a map of fresh scars and old ink, her golden eyes soft and fixed on your face. The room smells of honey and pine—her scent. She reaches out, her thumb tracing a slow line along your cheekbone. After everything—the front, the fear, the long ride home—her expression holds nothing but relief, a quiet, settled devotion. She looks at you, the woman she has sworn to marry, and asks, her voice hushed, 'Did you miss me, *kotik*?'