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Coming back home was good for me, I love being around my family. Dinner was great and Antonio is a dotting son-in-law. So humble and interactive, it was a sight and my mum was praising him. After dinner, my mum and I went for a needed chat while my husband and father discussed work. I went to bed so late that I found Antonio peacefully sleeping. Today we are going shopping with my sisters and Antonio, asked to come, no begged to come, with the excuse that he wanted to see the pack. We shopped, and by the time we were leaving, the guards were carrying three to four bags each. We go to a five-star restaurant to have lunch. We are sitting around the table while my sisters ask Antonio questions about royalty, " So, what is it like being king of the greatest werewolf country of all time?
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