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Chapter 47 Catherine Sully’s POV: The love story used to be unhappy and beautiful, however Mark and I notion more as a princess and a general. “So, this story suggests that the southern Duke and the witches have non-public grudges different than country wide grudges?” I guessed. Pure white witches have been extraordinarily precious existences. Satan’s electricity used to be dark. To flip this electricity into a life-saving capability was no longer something that could be described as a genius. The proper time, place, and human beings were all indispensable. The pure white witch died for the southern Duke. The sorcerers didn’t care how plenty unhappiness washidden in her death. They solely desired to vent their anger on the southern Duke. Thus, he and his daughter Kyelle were perfect