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By the fireplace

The sense of not belonging was stronger at night, after Laila finished undoing her hair and left her to rest, Elena struggled to fall asleep for hours, her mind started replaying every single thing that happened during the day. What helped her in situations like this was making a nice cup of tea for herself, but how could she do that now? She was at a big palace and didn’t know her way around it yet.

“Do you know that eye color you have it’s very rare? Only the people from the ancient era had those emerald eyes. It’s very interesting indeed.”

That was what Miros, the second son, said right before Ivar told him to shut up. This family was definitely odd, were all the people from Raeden like that? (Although technically, the younger ones were from Vallas and Miros was only five years older than her, it was easier to attribute

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