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Eric couldn’t believe it! How could Damian punch him right to the face, to bleeding, all because of the same witch who was causing havoc in their family and the kingdom at large? Eric was pissed, very pissed as he headed for his room, he still had some blood trickling from his bleeding nose and staining his shirt. He walked into his room only for his gaze to settle on a maid cleaning his room, and the maid happened to be no one but the same one crushing hard on him, Zinna. At walking into his room and his gaze falling on Zinna, Prince Eric had one strong urge to turn around and just leave the room owing to the fact he wasn’t ready for her drama especially since he wanted to change his stained shirt. He couldn’t help but recall the so many times she had appeared lost or confused at just ca