Chapter 0039
Nicholas

What I said hadn’t been a lie. I did have other wrist guards, made by artisans and leatherworkers from all across the country.

Yet none of them had been quite as meaningful as the one handmade for me by Piper. Hers was more comfortable too.

I wasn’t sure how she could remember the siz
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