Bab 182: The gentle curve of her spine, the graceful arc of her limbs…

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As Emma stretched her limbs beneath the warmth of the morning sun, she momentarily forgot that she was clad in nothing but the blanket draped around her.

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Shivering violently, Emma found solace in Bright's tight embrace, his warmth enveloping her like a protective shield.

"Why would a prince find himself stuck here?"

"I breached protocol, again. I pray my father won't have my head for it. I insisted on being the first one lowered down the cliff, arguing it was to ensure the safety of my precious fiancée," Bright explained as he securely tucked the blanket around Emma. "Then, as fate would have it, a massive landslide ensued once I reached the bottom. And here we are, trapped for the night."

"Oh, they're lucky to witness your soap opera drama," Emma teased.