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Chapter 7
When she saw Ochen the next day, after her meeting with the prince and breakfast, she blurted the first thing that came to her mind--which was the only thing on her mind.
"I saw the way you were looking at the king yesterday, is there anything you're not mentioning to me?"
And that was when Ochen grew distant. Not speaking to Dea or anyone else throughout the morning classes. Dea felt Ochen's silence wasn't because she was affronted but rather, because she was... scared.
Ochen remained impregnable, not even when a pea bounced off her head during lunch, Dea shared a worried look with the girl who threw the plant.
Lumi shrugged hopelessly.
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That morning, Icarus strode through familiar opulent halls. Servants and guards stopped to bow and curtsy before him, he nodded at them curtly, his shoulder muscles ached from the rigorous traini
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