Chapter Twenty Three

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December 25, Christmas Day He haven't cried. I am getting worried already. The moment he told me that granny died it was him who comforted me, telling me everything will be fine. He was not talking much. He gave everyone a short unauthentic smile. Worst? Even I do get that kind of smile. We are here in the Grande Palace, welcoming and receiving condolences from the locals and the international community. From the average people to the leaders of the country, even leaders of other countries. It will be official now. After six decades, there will be another king, and that will be dad. The information has leaked on the media already, that it will be Jeanne, who will be the next king, and of course, we know, someone inside the palace had heard about it and sold it to the newspapers. I was

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