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The tall we dond
Birth shad of said that cats from battlefields or royal courts, but a strange, constant noise–voices overlapping, machines borg, smuk playing from everywhere at once. Princess Klowen found it all very fascinating
dilarade A Auer back and was wearing loose clothes and a cap, dressed like a young man. Lysa, her maid, was dressed the same way to anyone else, they just looked like two ordinary boys wandering around the mall.
bur side, but of them were struggling to stay calm.
* where common people buy food?” Elowen whispered, her eyes shining as she looked around.
“Yes, You Lyse toyed herself quickly, “Yes, I mean, yes,”
They walked past rows of shelves filled with things they had never seen before, Bottles, boxes, strange colorful packages. Siow pead up one, turned it around, and stared at it like it was a rare treasure.
* us is the thing Leon said we should buy,” she said seriously,
Yes,” Lyme replied, reading the list on her phone. “He said we should ask the staff if we can’t find some of them.”
They walked up to a shop assistant and asked in a careful, awkward way. The staff member explained everything patiently, even down them where to find each item.
#lown eleged very seriously, nodding, again and again.
“People in this world are so… normal,” she whispered when they walked away. “And yet everything feels so strange.”
Lysested. “Part also very interesting, ”
They put things into their basket, trying their best not to look too amazed at everything. But it was hard. Even a simple atomatic door made Plowen stop and stare for a few seconds.
Asmeticomotion started near the entrance.
Several guards walked in, surrounding a young man in the middle,
He was tall, wearing, simple but clean clothes. His face was pale, but his features were sharp and striking. Even among the crowd, he stood out immediately,
Elowen stopped walking
Her eyes widened.
“Lysa,” she whispered, pulling her sleeve, “Look,”
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“It’s very handsome,” she admitted quietly.
wen nodded seriously “More handsome than most nobles in our kingdom.”
They satched as this young man walked forward with the guards, cleatly not happy about being followed, but too weak to shake
“Do people in this world have so many good lookdoy then lower AOSALUEE
Lysa sighed. “We’ve already seen several sure we can here thefe do mund te just star
They followed without realizing, the curiosity completely winding
When the young man stopped near a store, Flower finally gathered her way and wat
She looked up at him, her eyes full of admiration
“You are very good–looking,” she said honestly.
The young man frowned. He took a step back
“What are you doing?” he asked coldly.
Flowen didn’t understand his tone. In her world, praising someone’s booke was completely send the wallet meste wanting to touch his face, just a little
Before her fingers could touch him
A guard pushed her hand away bard
“Don’t touch him!” the guard shouted
Elowen wasn’t prepared
She stumbled backward and tell to the floor
Lysa’s face changed instantly, “Your ! Are you okay?!”
She rushed over and helped Elowen up.
Elowen stood there, stunned more than hurt. She had never been treated like this befor
The young man looked at her coldly. “Are you trying to harass me?”
Flowen blinked. “Harass…?”
She didn’t even know what that word meant.
“I was just” she started.
But one of the guards stepped forward. “You approached him, tried to touch him, and now you’re pretending to be in?”
Lysa was already angry. “She didn’t mean any harm!”
“Then what did she mean?” the guard snapped. “Do you know who he is?”
Elowen took a step forward, her expression forming serious
“I don’t care who he is,” she said “You had no right to push me.”
The guard laughed mockingly “And what are you going to do about 117”
He reached out, trying to grab her arm
That was a mistake.
Blizwen murved.
Her body twisted slightly, her hand snapping up and butting his wrist with a smooth movement, she grabbed his ann, furned, and throw him to the side
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Sara Lili is a daring romance writer who turns icy landscapes into scenes of fiery passion. She loves crafting hot love stories while embracing the chill of Iceland’s breathtaking cold.
