Her name was a silent song on his lips. Her love was like a circle in the water, radiating ever outward, inevitably encompassing even the remotest of hearts.
— Susan Wiggs
At the King's Command
© Spoligo | 2025 All rights reserved
Her name was a silent song on his lips. Her love was like a circle in the water, radiating ever outward, inevitably encompassing even the remotest of hearts.
— Susan Wiggs
At the King's Command
© Spoligo | 2025 All rights reserved