Chapter 4: The Foot, the Bed and the Ceremony
Jagdschloss of the Duke of Sachsen-Eisenach
March 27, 1634
Maximiliane von Pasqualini awoke, and everything was different.
She had never in her conscious life woken up huddled to another body. And with a big hand warming her buttocks through her nightdress. She dared not open her eyes, and she dared not move; she wanted to enjoy this total new sensation longer.
The evening before. Hmmm. The evening before . . .
The evening before
After dinner, Max and Christine retired to Christine . . .
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