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Chapter 8. The Elder

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last update publish date: 2026-07-30 06:45:25

* Ivan *

"How long have you known this wolf, Princess?!"

The horrified question came from the old man, whose age showed in how white his hair and beard were, looking at me up and down, judging me in silence. But his question was for Dorina to answer.

"The name is Ivan, old man. And I have met the Princess for more than a year." I couldn't help but tell him a lie.

He furrowed his brows as he looked at me, pretending not to hear me, while he move his intense gaze on Dorina, demanding her explanat
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