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Dressed and robed around with an astounding peach dress that complemented her pale skin colour, her hips swayed left and right as she made her way to the chamber that was imprinted on her mind. For some reason, the route to his hallway looked unfamiliar to her, but her instincts worked her legs to the front of his doorstep.

Without knocking, Eadlin's both hands pushed hardly against the sturdy door to barge in, which pounced her push back in fail, to indicate that the door was locked. Zachary who was just standing right by his door wondered what he had just seen, as he pulled open the bolt behind the door and opened it to see, who was rude enough to want to enter through his door without knocking.

Zachary's mouth almost dropped open when he saw who was standing right at his door, other than whom he had thought it would be. Though it wasn't something so unexpected since she had come often before, but not after what Edla had told him about her, that he also confirmed too.

"Hi. Brot