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... awberry field.
“What do I do with this?”
“I’ll give it to Sir Ron as a wedding gift tomorrow.”
Blake said calmly. The fruits were made using the magic of light, so they’d be good for his health.
“Hey, tomorrow’s wedding…”
“Yes?”
“Can I go a little late?”
“Why? What’s wrong?”
Blake’s expression immediately changed to worry.
I added quickly, “Did you hear that Richard Cassil’s wedding was moved ahead to tomorrow?”
“Yes, I heard it.”
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