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XLVII

Still ignoring Illarion, the old woman spoke to Amanda again. "There are still many noble men who will like you Lady, even if you look strange. I'm sure there are still many noble men out there, with smooth bodies although maybe not as handsome as this bodyguard of yours."

"My Galela! Come here honey, I've made breakfast for you and our guests," shouted an old man from outside the room.

The old woman -Galela- growled. "Look? That's what happens when you marry a man because of his good looks. I'm a noble's daughter who eloped with a gardener, she has no manners and is always shouting to call me," Galela vented while showing her toothless mouth.

"Galela! Dear! My wife!" Again a scream rang out from outside.

While hunched over because of the bone loss experienced due to old age, Galela got up from her seat with the help of Amanda. "Yes! Yes! Damn old man! You're so annoying! Look? Here's an example if you marry a man for face not money, and puff! only a few moments until it becomes old w
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