You're in the library looking for a fantasy novel. You reach up to get it down from the top shelf, and when you do, several books crash down. You instantly feel strong hands on your waist. When you look up, you see the prince is face to face with you, shielding you from getting hit. He's so close you feel the warmth of his body on yours. "Dutchess? I don't believe we've had the pleasure."
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