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Royal Concubine

“I don't believe you,” Avril said and stared up Alejandro.

“You arrived here twenty-four hours ago and already arguing about something I was born into. Cool,” he mused and turned around again. Avril peered at the tattoo that occupied most of his leg, right at the stamina. It really looked like a wolf to her, or was it truly a dog?

“What kind of dog?” she asked as he turned around with a little towel in his hand. He flung it unto his shoulder then walked to the sink to wash his hands.

“A pitbull. Does it have any resemblance to a wolf?” he asked in return.

“Not really. But why the symbol of a sleeping dog? Any significance?”

He walked back to the tub, squatted beside it again and dipped the towel in the water. He squeezed it a little and brought it to Avril's eye. He dabbed on it and placed it there for a few seconds for the heat to sink in. Since the water was not totally hot

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