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"Your Highness." Lady Paisley calls him as he snaps back from dozing around. His mind was busy thinking about Lady Berenice's fate at the hands of her Kingdom. He feels bothered about it, though.Did he really make the right decision?
Startled, Prince Alphonso looks at Lady Paisley with a weak smile.
"Yes, Lady Paisley?"
After asking her, Lady Paisley runs towards him and embracing him so tightly.
'Ah!' Prince Alphonso winces as he feels a stingy sensation on his hand.
'Damn, is my mate crest activating? But why?!' He also wonders while holding himself back from making a painful sound in the presence of Lady Paisley.
Noticing the Prince's quivering skin, Lady Paisley pulls back from their hug.
"Are you okay, Your Highness?" Lady Paisley asks in full of worry, and she wipes the swe
