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“Go on. "Good night” the young nineteen-year-old lad stepped forward and pecked the crown of the young girl’s hair.
Currently, they were standing at the entrance of the room that the Crown Prince personally decorated for her when she stayed in the palace for the first time. After all these years, the royal palace slowly became her second house.
Ray had to look down since she could barely reach his chest. Dressed up in a matching pair of full-sleeved baby-pink-colored silk pajama shirts and shorts, she left her scarlet hair open, which formed soft waves even after brushing her hair after returning from the party.
Even though Ray told her to go back to her room and sleep, she didn’t move. Ray sighed. He knew. Those two men. David Alexander and Matthew Wellington’s words
