Don’t Pick Up The Trash Once Thrown Away
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My fiancé returned after six whole years of war. With a woman and a child in his arms. He said that he couldn’t possibly bear to leave her. An irresponsible fiancé who had forced the duties of a duchess on me. “Leila, you’re not really the Duchess.” I decided to break our engagement when I heard those words. * * * “How far can I go?” A painful moment of silence. I realized I had said something strange, so I hurriedly spoke up. “Your Majesty, I apologize. I didn’t mean to ask this, but …” [Anything.] Kalian replied, cutting me off. His tone wasn’t angry or irritated. I’d rather say that he… was smiling. [You can do anything, as long as you don’t sell the Kingdom. After all, you’re my agent.] …What would you do if I really sold the Kingdom? Show more