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... ming into a flower.
Prince Alaric flushed, his brows knitting in mild confusion. "What?" he asked, flustered. "Why are you smiling like that? Did I say something ridiculous?"
"You just claimed you’re not a prince from a fairy tale," Lara said, tilting her head with a mischievous glint in her eye. "So what does that make you then?"
He straightened, a trace of pride returning to his voice. "A prince of Northem. A real prince," he replied, solemn and sincere.
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