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Their Hope Of Salvation Part 2

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"We are yet to find our mate. Unless you can provide us with the right guess this time," I remind.

"As seers we can only see who you recognize as your mate in future, if it ever happens. That does not mean that the person might not be another witch. It would be a lot easier to find out where your Queen got the scent to store it in a perfume bottle. Only your true mate could have had that scent," he answers.

So our witch Queen must be aware of who our true mate is. We are not completely hopele
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