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Fake DatingMarriage of Convenience
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"What is your name?" the Duke of Arkcraig addressed her in a deep, low voice. "T-Tars... Your G-Grace." "Tara, you are to marry me. How old are you?" "Nearly eighteen, Your Grace." "Very well," he said as the door opened and the minister entered. Dazed, the last thing Tara remembered was repeating the words, "I will." Then it was over. She was married to a Highland Chieftan--a man she had never seen until two minutes before!