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Chapter 25: Deceitful

Author: emerhyekane
last update Last Updated: 2021-12-13 01:00:00

      As Prince Zaeius wept, something fell in front of him. It was a tiny key chain carved in a black jade stone in the form of an owl of which interestingly resembled like Gowl. There was a pair of glowing blue eyes and a tiny bell on its neck.  

     He gently picked it up and traced his trembling fingers on its finely carved details. Even though Mon left without saying anything, Prince Zaeius assumed that maybe Mon gave this to him so he would always remember him. But with or without this, Prince Zaeius won't ever forget him.

      "Ah! My rebellious son has returned!" The king furiously said. His ears were red, brows furrowed of anger and disappointment.

      Prince Zaeius brought his gaze up upon hearing this. Those words were no more surprising to him. He had been used to it ever since. But, however, what surprised was the hideous creature s

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