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COST OF A MISTAKE
Astrid pulled her sleeves upwards and walked towards her door. Just when she was about to move the knob, her gaze fell on her muddy sword. “It would be a mistake to step outside barehanded,” thought Astrid as she grabbed her wooden sword. Upon opening the door, she hid the sword behind her. She was being careful in order to avoid any possible trouble. Sirius, on the other hand, appeared calmer than a saint. He didn’t seem to get affected that he was approaching Astrid, his half sister in the middle of the night. “What's up with the stare? Why did you take that long to answer the door? When you c an entertain other people, what’s wrong with helping out your brother a little?” asked the nonchalant prince. Astrid took a deep breath to calm herself down and then suggested, “I’m slightl
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