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37.
'I just needed a little moment to sort out my feelings, and even that, seems to be impossible beyond the huge palace walls.' Regina murmured as she lifted her light blue skirt to cross a little dabble that leads to the garden house the Dowager had asked to see them. Just this day, she had changed her cloth thrice and that wasn't something she actually enjoyed doing. She loathed it. But what to do when the Dowager suddenly calls for a tea party in the late evening? Up ahead, was a palace guard leading them to the garden house, and Regina simply wondered why each building had to be far from the other. Total waste of land. She had wanted to spend her evening reading another one of her books gifted by Belle, or perhaps, letting her treacherous thoughts drift to and fro to the emperor. The m
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