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Distant

"I don't deserve you."

The count's words pierced upon her heart like an unexpected rejection. She felt every vein on her vibrate in mixed emotions as the male's words echoed upon her mind. Even with her gleaming sunset orbs, she saw how pained the count gazed at her.

"I'm sorry I barged inside, please dress up. You'll catch a cold."

She grabbed onto his sleeves and tugged them gently, halting his movements, midway. "What is it?"

Asty clutched the blanket on her chest and lowered her head.

"Please don't say that again."

Chaol stared at her with an unverified expression of confusion and guilt. "What?"

"Please don't say that you don't deserve me. I am just a mere commonplace woman who was lucky enough to be gifted by this blood that you sought. It isn't anything unique."

"I'm not referring to that—"

"And moreover, a woman like me shouldn't be praised highly by someone as magnificent and powerful as you." she co

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