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Visit to Greavaria: Part III
"You're welcome," Archie forced a smile. Dylan stood up, "If your Imperial Highness allow me, I will go to bed." Archie stood up and bowed, "Thank you so much for your company, your highness." "Have a good night," Dylan cracked a smile. "Thank you very much. I wish you a good rest." "Thanks." Dylan left. Archie raised his head as he watched him disappear. "Nut!" he sat down. Dylan returned to the castle and headed towards his Bedchamber. He walked in and closed the door. "Dylan!" Lizha was putting some clothes in the closet. Dylan threw himself into an armchair. "How was your day?" asked Lizha. "Tiring..." "I couldn't go to the banquet anymore..." "I get it..." "So… we didn't have time to talk… Did you manage to think of something?" Lizha kept a cloak in her closet. "Not
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