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"Is it okay for us to talk here, your highness?" He suddenly asked in a low voice. Primrose raised her eyebrows, "You know me?" Asher chuckled, low and controlled, "Who doesn't? Everyone is already looking at you. Your face covered the city when you became the regent's bride." "Oh. My identity should not be an issue. But our topic is a bit sensitive. I'd prefer not to talk in a place where others can hear us." "Fair enough. Where do you suggest?" Primrose took him to the bar she often visited with Vivian. The privacy of the bar was guaranteed. It was a place she had been to previously and knew was safe. She brought him a drink and got herself a juice. When neither of them spoke for a while, Primrose relented and brought it up first. "I have been trying to work hard and practi