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Originally Posted by FadingEchoes
"Nothing much," He said slowly, pausing to accept the stews from the cook, "Less than you do I imagine." He continued sitting down at a small table.
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Cleo shrugged, "I doubt it. My parents rarely let us into the village. Because I'm not the heir, they don't see it as necessary to educate me in great detail of our kingdom." She took a bite of the stew, savoring its saltiness. Everything at the castle was bland and spiceless.
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