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... Saint stood proudly, his hands clasped behind his back. He regarded the crowd before him as nothing more than pigs and dogs, showing only the slightest trace of warmth when his gaze fell upon Leslie.
Leslie's unique bloodline was a perfect match for his own.
Owen, a lowly commoner from an insignificant place, couldn't even compare to a single strand of Leslie's hair.
Previously, Leslie had been sheltered, stuck in her own small world, and mistakenly thought that someone l ...
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