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Yasmeen was in the kitchen as usual preparing the meal when she heard a familiar voice called out her name behind her. "Yasmeen." She turned around and came face to face with Samir. "Your highness, good evening." She greeted him. "Evening, how are you doing?." He asked smiling widely at her. Yasmeen again gave him a strange look. "I'm fine, your highness. Thank you." She said picking up a tray to set the set of plates in. "I can help you with that." He offered to help as he tried to take the tray from her. She stopped him before he could "No!!" She screamed. "Please your highness, I know you've been nice to me ever since I've been brought to this place but I can't... I mean, I can't let you do this kind of job. You're a prince and I won't dare allow you to do anything of such.

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