BIANCA'S POV.“The gift,” I blurred fast. He dropped the papers in his hands to face me squarely. “Yes? What about it?” he asked with raised brows. “Did you not like it?”“No! No!” I shook my head. “I did. I like it very much.” I said, with a smile.“Ahh.” He nodded. “I'm happy you do.” My smile free wider.“Thank you.”“You're welcome,” he responded, then rose, walked round the chair and settled into the chair next to me. He pulled my chair closer. “I've heard news about the land , Bianca.”I straightened in my chair, ready for a serious conversation. “What news?” “The healings on the land,” His eyes searched mine, pride in them. “Since the wedding, everything got better. The plants have stopped dying, especially the ones you touch on your way to my fortress.” I lowered my head, shyly. It felt flattering, he was praising me for what I had no idea why it was happening. It could be due to the wedding or my self healing. Whatever it was, I wasn't sure but hearing him praise me thi
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