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Valen Janine, I sniffed her scent from where I stood, talking to some people that had actually wanted to let me know that they were happy I had found my person. It was just some long ass conversation that ended rather late. I followed the scent, which it took me to the end of the decorated hall and I was right. A woman stood six feet tall, she had worn a shade of red gown, that stopped midways and a mask that had covered her entire face, only her lips were visible. I cleared my throat, earning her attention while I folded my hands. Now, looking at it, I stood some feet taller than Janine, perhaps it was the heels that she had worn. "What are you doing here?" I questioned. My voice was low, just because it was going to be all about Diana and there was no use of getting unnecessary atten

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