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She lifted her gaze to his fleetingly, hoping to convey the gratitude she felt she owed him in that moment. She meant no disrespect in doing so. “You are very gracious, Scimitar. Thank you.” His turquoise eyes felt as though they’d pierced straight through to her soul. She’d never been subordinate to any man other than her father.  For this reason, she’d been nervous during her first encounter with her new Alpha. That anxiety had since dissipated, but Scimitar’s persona still had a stirring, intense effect on her.
 
A swift nod of her head was offered in response to her leader’s words, pumpkin eyes twinkling as she recalled their meeting with Rannoch and Cypress upon the borders. “I am fond of them as well! You have reared two exceptional young men,” she shared, enthusiasm and keenness coloring her voice as well as her features. Surely, the princes already occupied a special corner within October's heart.