The White Ones' Loyalty

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"...What did you say?" Milena gasped, utterly shocked.  She had even stopped in the middle of the way, when they were supposed to go back to her brother and friends. The Saint rolled his eyes and put his hands on his hips.  "You really had no idea, did you? Alright, come here, your Highness..."  He put on his usual fake smile, and did an overly polite reverence in front of her, offering his hand in an obvious request for a dance. Milena tried hard not to glare at him, because so many eyes were watching their odd duo, but she was frustrated nevertheless.  "What is this now?" She hissed.  "Come on, we need to talk privately and in a way that won't be too suspicious if you want to avoid the dozens of male eyes ogling at you. They just saw the Grand Princess De Crescent chatting with the

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