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*** Trigger Warning: This chapter contains mild descriptions of s****l abuse, be cautious while reading it. I will mark the pa the part of the abuse by using (***) to separate it and if you chose to skip it move forward with the storyline. *** Astra POV “Do I have a lost sibling?” was the question that brought back all those memories, all that pain… Lars looked at me, and he shook his head. It was also painful for him. “Why do you ask?” Lars managed to ask the question that was burning in my head. “Because in my line of work, I tend to help a lot the Royal family, and Prince Arman´s mate was believed to be an orphaned human, but when they requested me to help them find a lead of her origins, the only thing I saw was my mother holding her as a small baby… I mean a younger version of