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Getting through it all
I kept crying and nervously panting for a long time before I finally regained my composure. I pitied Immara, or maybe I cried over my own soul, and I couldn't understand how could anyone treat another human the way she had been treated. Now I knew for certain it was one thing to read about it in history books, but experiencing it was something completely different. At the same time, I kept wondering why did I see this? I felt like my own soul wanted me to be aware of something that happened before, perhaps I should think of it as a warning, so that I wouldn't trust people easily, or I would be betrayed just like Immara was?
I didn't know what happened, but it was obvious that Immara would never kill people, and if there were people from Sunakampo that were murdered, she was clearly framed. Another thing that was bothering me… who was that damn so-called “Princess” that was announced as Duke's legit fiancé?! I wished there was some way I could find ou
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