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... Merchant can’t always maintain such a gentle demeanor. She knelt in front of Ben with a docile expression, lowering her head obediently. If not for occasionally sneaking glances at Ben with her lively eyes—she might resemble a noble daughter.
Of course, her disheveled and dirty clothes covered in tear marks were a different story.
Sharing a similar state was a real noble daughter, Antitina, clutching her bomb-shredded shawl with one hand, her face covered in dust. She lowered he ...
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