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"I'm grateful to my mistress for sending me to the ball, because if it weren't for her— I wouldn't meet you, Chaol."
The softness and gentleness of Asty's voice were stuck in his mind. He would never get tired of that impish, genuine smile that she gives him all the time when she tells him something adorable.
He averted his eyes away from her, hiding the heat which was seeping from his face. "Likewise."
Asty stood up, takes the hand within her palms, and arched herself to the male. "I'm going to sleep then. Good night, Chaol."
"Have a good rest." he told her.
Asty smiled and walked away. He would hear the faucet turning, followed by the splash of water. She seemed to be washing the
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