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CHAPTER 7: THEON
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2024-10-29 19:42:56(Before nightfall...)
“Leonor said he will be reporting at midnight,” My servant, Fish, informed as we stood by the crowd. I then glanced at the window with curiosity; it was still giving off evening signs.
“And what about the girl?” I asked next.
“I don’t think she is here, sire.” Was his reply.
Hmm.
She is a royal, yet she isn’t here. But the party has not started though; maybe she will be coming by any time sooner.
The room was getting crowded as visitors were piling up. Everyone is clothed with nobleness. That it shone together with the dazzling light of the glow stones. The place was wide enough for four full-grown dragons to fit and quite grand.
Well-furnished maroon tiles, an old canvas of dragons and human beings painted together on the domed ceiling, and a kindled crystal chandelier in the middle. A throne is nowhere to be found, and
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