Inside the cave a torch was burning, illuminating the interior. There was a pallet on the ground where the Duke had slept. Francis, the chambermaid, was beside him. She was naked and her hair was damp from having ridden in the mist and she smelled of orange blossoms, from head to toe. The Duke gazed into her loving eyes and still couldn’t convince himself that he wasn’t dreaming. Finally, he decided to put her troubled mind at ease.
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