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... me time, in a dimly lit study on Heather Island.
Freya sipped her nectar and looked into the shadow before her, voicing the question that had long pressed on her heart:
"I don’t understand. You were raised by him since you were young, and you should be the most familiar with his character. You know full well he has no desire to become a king, so why do you insist on thrusting him into that position?"
"It’s because the old man has a virtue that he has never noticed himself ...
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