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The Dark Princess

"I bet you have heard of the dark Princess?" Emille asked.

"Please don't tell me that the dark Princess is Mila?" Brantley dropped the picture, giving Emille an exhausted look while silently praying that he should be wrong and Emille was going to say otherwise.

"Yes she is." Emille replied bluntly.

"Why are you telling me all this?" Brantley asked.

"Because I need your help." Emille crossed his hands over his chest and stared at Brantley.

"You want me to take down the Grandmaster? I can't even…" Brantley started ranting.

Emille rolled his eyes, "will you just shut up, young man!" Emille snapped, cutting Brantley off, "This is serious, ok?" Emille softened his tone. He pinched his temple, attempting to suppress the headache that was brewing.

"Aight, just kidding, bring it on." Brantley clapped his hand and leaned on the table.

"I'll…." Emille started.

Brantley cut in by waving his finger in front of Emille.

Emille furrowed his eyebrows, 'what is he up to again?'

"Just so you know, you
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