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The king leaned back in his chair. “You do realize the identity of the woman you spent the night with?”

“Of course I do. Her name is Rosa.”

“Her name is Rosa Corretti!”

Kulal’s expression remained unchanged, for he did not care to admit that the brunette’s surname was news to him. “Mmm. That’s right. Corretti. She’s Italian,” he said, as if imparting some important nugget of information.

“No, she is not Italian,” said Hazail. “She’s Sicilian. And not only is she Sicilian, but she comes from one of the most powerful families on the island.”

“So?”

“So her brothers are probably going to come after you. In fact, the whole damned family is probably going to come after you after you compromised her reputation by spending the night with her.”

Kulal shrugged. “Then let them come,” he said carelessly. “For I am afraid of no man!”