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21 Morning Star
"Why don't you wear that green gown I gave you?" asked the Duke of Mournhold, watching the young maiden put on her clothes.
"It doesn't fit," smiled Turala. "And you know I like red."
"It doesn't fit because you're getting fat," laughed the Duke, pulling her down on the bed, kissing her breast and the pouch of her stomach. She laughed at the tickles, but pulled herself up, wrapping her red robs around her.
"I'm round like a woman should be," said Turala. "Will I see you tomorrow?"
"It is the same with me," smiled Turala. "You will only appreciate me when I'm gone."
"That's not true at all," snorted the Duke. "I appreciate you now."
Turala allowed the Duke one last kiss before she was out the door. She kept thinking about what he said. Would he appreciate her more or less when he knew that she was getting fat because she was carrying his child? Would he appreciate her enough to marry her?
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