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Following the King and Queen’s exit, the rest of the gathering began to disperse and in a moment, only Mr Jones and his daughter was left behind in the expensively furnished living room, as approved by the King. Again, Mr Jones tried to read Anna’s mind and yet again something restricted him from reaching what he so much yearned to access. Mr Jones sucked in frustration. “We meet again!” She spoke to him for the first time, and the corners of her lips rose in a simper. “Anna.” He breathed her name and made an attempt to at least hug her but she shot back, away from his reach. Jones stopped, his heart constricting in uttermost dejection. Again he tried to read her mind to better understand why exactly she was still this mad at him and so he could fix it. Yet again, he couldn’t have acces