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Chapter 17
-- It’s in my dream Princess Loaisa deliberately shook her head at him. The scent must have lingered like always had been in her dream. But seconds passed, and it stayed in the air. With them. And she could remember how she smelt that scent to him days before. She was not just certain about it that night, but now that she became aware of it; she knew it was similar. She had to take notice, too, that after inhaling it from Mr. Hood; she became aware of the familiar smell in her dream. But it could not be related to each other, right? “Nothing,” she said to him, but her mind was restless. Her unfocused eyes turned back to worry as she took his appearance in. Nothing changed. But what she saw was what she saw. “Are you sure you’re okay? You don’t look fine back there?” Her thumb pointed
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