Change never left the world, but some people who encountered one do.
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(Thursday—6:02 a.m.)
-Lucian-
“Somewhere far, anywhere by Kroft, Gruffind, or Loccasia. The place I chose you met the criteria you requested.” With a hand in his pocket and the other holding Winter’s hand, they both stared as Georgia pulled a luggage while Sir Dominic’s butler and two more servants pulled the other luggage full of gifts that the grandfather bought for her.
“Clivann is practically a ghost island. Is that the best place you can offer my child?” glaring, Sir Dominic, who is a little in front on their side, asked. “There are only a few hundred living there, and you expect my grandchild to stay in a place like that? Is there no other place you can think of, Lucian Michael?”
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