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“Do you know Alec, uncle?” she asked as she fixes his blanket. She frequently visits him when she has time. As always, Magnus was left outside the room while Ragar stays inside to guard. “Of course, dear. He is your betrothed, isn’t he?” She sits on the chair beside his bed. “He is not anymore. He has been engaged to another, to a Princess in Frotzka,” she informed. He looked at her in a disbelieving way but when she did not take back her word, he slowly nodded. “It is possible. Your engagement was not really made public.” “As what father has said,” she replied. “However, I assume there had been an understanding between the two of you?" "It does not matter if we had, uncle. He made it clear by accepting this engagement that he does not care about me." She does not intend to sound re