Ten
CELINE’S POV.
“Your Majesty,” Stasia said from behind me.
The familiar scent of cinnamon and lily tulips filled my nose.
I hesitated while contemplating if I should turn and face the person Stasia was greeting or not.
I know who was there. The person I have been avoiding all day after he caugh...
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