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Melody's cheeks heated. She was very aware of his eyes on her, and very aware that it would be terribly inappropriate to share a bath with him. Besides — he'd thought her a servant, once! She lifted her chin a bit haughtily.

Well, now I'm not, She asserted, shooting him a look that dared him to take offense before returning her gaze to the water. I was just curious. Melody added a little more softly. If only she knew that she was speaking to a prince — but Melody was ever oblivious, for better or for worse.