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“Come what may.” {}{}{} “Princess! Which dress would you like to wear today? The rose gold with less buttons and more laces? Or the pure white with less laces and more frills? Perhaps, would you like to try the traditional red royal outfit of elegance and sophistication?” consecutively asking, Doven is excitedly mentioning all the options while her twin, Rave, is presenting the said outfit to match her words. Princess Odette, as she watched their enthusiastic serving of options, couldn’t help but laugh. “Doven, Rave, what day is today? You both are oddly energetic, and this is quite a sight to behold.” she spoke with a small laughter. “Is there something I should know about. hm?” purposely asking to catch them off-guard, she watched their subtle hints of being anxious because of her que

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