35. Friends Astrid's POV: I stood in awe, finding a cupboard filled with dazzling crowns. Different parts were packed with exquisite crows, each one unique in its own way. I whirled around, my eyes wide, feeling as if I were in a dream or a high-end jewelry store. "What are these?" I asked. "Crowns, duh!" he said sarcastically. "Yes, I know, but why so many?" I asked. It seemed like he had an obsession with crowns, much like my obsession with shoes. In the past, no number of shoes was ever enough for me. I think he wanted me to choose one now, but I was confused and didn't know how to respond. "Yes. Every place I go on business excursions into the human world, I have the habit of buying the finest things for my sister, and in the meantime, the idea of my mate would cross my mind, and nothing would feel more valuable than a crown for you, but I do have other things as well. So... I think that clarifies everything." He described everything to me in detail. "What? But, Rafael, I c
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