AUTHOR's POV It was morning, when Amara woke up. She stood up quickly, Conan was still asleep, so she put on her clothes. She shook Conan gently. He had to dismiss the guards so she could leave. Conan roused gently, watching Amara fidgety. She was very beautiful. He wished for her to stay. If he had his way, the spell from yesterday looked broken. She was back in her work mode, and Conan sighed. It wouldn't be easy to get her into that loving mode. " Good morning, Amara." He greeted. " Good morning, ____" She trailed off. She didn't know whether to call him Conan or Baron. "Have breakfast with me." Conan asked, and her eyes flew to his. What was he doing? She needed to leave, a guard would see her. They were expected to start going about their chores. If they found out that she wasn't around, there would be a great problem. "I'm sorry, I would have to refuse." She replied. Conan stretched, and moved to the door. "Get me Sylvia to send my food upstairs." He instructed a
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