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Primrose's suitcases were already brought into the room she would be staying in. It was none other than Cassius's bedroom suite. Yes, a suite. How dare anyone assume that the bedrooms inside a palace could ever resemble a normal bedroom with a bed and a closet? On the second floor of the palace was Primrose's new room which was better than the presidential suits she'd lived in. There was a sofa, a TV set and a coffee table as soon as one entered. Further in was the actual bedroom nothing short of what a royal deserves. The soft bedding and thick bed frame made for a show stopping view. Not to mention the wide spread cure of a floral garden at the back from the window. A walk-in closet which even Primrose as a shopaholic thought was too big for just two people, stood right next to