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"My lady," Donovan called for me, I turn my head towards his direction as I wipe the sweat running down my neck. "What it is, your Highness?" He licks his lips, obviously trying to conceal his smirk. "Your coming of age ceremony is nearing..." My eyebrows went up. We are currently under a tree, everything is still a mess and yet I found myself here with him. And when he mentioned that, I suddenly realized that it is indeed nearing. One month and I will turn eighteen. The part of my life where changes may happen. "And what about it, Donovan?" I intentionally mentioned his name, which made him lick his lower lip again and he revert his eyes away from me. We are under the sun exactly at noon, but the leaves and branches of the trees are protecting us from it. Slightly, the wind made
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