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Chapter 17

Woon admiringly looked at the tribe princess who was talking to some of the stallions, feeding them like she had done it before.

Of course Alminah knew those horses especially the one she used to ride with the younger prince.

The elder prince was fond of white horses while the younger one adorned himself with those black ones. Somehow it complimented Jion’s dark aura.

Shregi was right. Jion wast never the same. He was disgusted of her…and hated her tribe most especially.

She looked at the elder prince who tended his own horse with care.

“Ye behold such deep affection towards somebody, Prince Woon.” She said in conviction which stunned the man.

He chuckled. “Yea.” He darted his eyes to her. &

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