XXXVI

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“Man is not what he thinks he is, he is what he hides.” ― André Malraux {}{}{} The appearance of the king after a day of not seeing him, Anastasia, who was very much troubled by the change of heart, is now facing the worst dilemma ever—the feeling of running away, not because she was afraid, but because she felt too weak. Do I really have to say? And walk this garden with his highness? “You look like you have a lot on your mind.” Lifting her head to watch the back of the king that is walking a few steps in front of her, she felt her breath hitching just by hearing his voice. The place where the king brought her was far from the eyes of the public—lit was a peaceful field of lavender, covered with the bed of snow, and trees that bears the sweetest apples there is in Mariana. It was a p

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