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Chapter 140

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The sound of a rhythmic, gentle knock on the bedroom door could be heard for what seemed like the umpteenth time that morning, yet it did not shake Isolde’s resolve in the slightest as she remained motionless on the bed. The girl pulled the thick blanket up until it covered half of her face, turning her back toward the tightly locked main door of her bedroom. She had absolutely no intention of getting up.

It had been a full week since the chaos in the main hall caused by Chloe’s arrival. Over t
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