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HER FIERCE PROTECTOR
Astrid sneaked into the mansion when the guard for the back exit was supposed to change. As she galloped towards her chamber, she realised there seemed to be a boisterous discussion in the hallway about something. “I hope it doesn’t concern me,” mumbled Astrid as she climbed the wall to get to the window. Upon entering, she hurried to get bathed and then freshened up while hiding her clothes beneath the bed. Just when she was done with the bath, she wrapped the clothes into a blob and rushed to get to the laundry room. After placing her training attire with the other dirty clothes, Astrid tried to sneak back into her room. While heading back to her chamber, she prayed that she won’t collide with Messalina. After all, that woman was the source of all trouble in her life. “Since Lord
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