Chapter 96

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He was sitting on his plane size bed leaning on a high golden crown. There was a pile of round silk-covered pillows on one side, some with a little semi-drawer for support. The honey-colored straight hair reaching to the shoulders was tangled and scattered in the golden complexion at that time, and there was a slight pinkness at that time, and in the two-colored brown-blue eyes, sitting in front of this delicate silver statue-like existence, he was intoxicated.

She was sitting at a distance from him; her black hair spread over her back like a fountain of black water, her smooth face was reddened by the heat of her eyes. Red lips were eager to spill blood.

"Ivan Can't you believe me? I have never given your secret to anyone in Renam. Never made contact with any stranger. Never told where I live and with whom."

The strangeness and seriousness of Ivan was now making him sad. Ivan, who used to look at him for hours with childlike eagerness, who used to find excuses to be close to him