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The Princesse's Fake Show Of Humility

Author: Virginia K. Sebastian
last update publish date: 2026-04-15 17:31:07

Agila's POV

I made a plan for Princess Eva to capture Prince Ethan's attention, he after all deserves someone with a good heart.

I advised her that since Prince Ethan would be going to his guest room to change his clothes before tonight's feast, she should get food from the palace kitchen and go serve to the few poor commoners who were allowed into the palace grounds. Prince Ethan would notice her from his guest room window as it faces the palace backyard where the commoners were allowed to s
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