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Leif was beautiful. As small a kingdom as it was, it was full of picturesque views, many of which I was yet to explore. Koberic had truly not exaggerated anything at all when he'd spoken of it. The beauty shone everywhere I looked, both inside and outside of Wrenyth, but despite all that, I strangely felt empty. As though I were missing a limb or something and no amount of sleep had helped with that. Everything had began with a desire I'd tried and failed to tame. One that had left me sneaking out of my bed chambers like a thief in the middle of the night and heading to the king's castle. I had to see Eugan. The whole endeavor could have been accomplished by me simply walking out of the doors of Wrenyth, escorted by my guards and requested the presence of the king. But this was not one
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