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... uisite gown, seated regally on her golden feathered chair. A warm smile graced her lips as she gently cradled the little prince in her arms, feeding him the bottle tenderly.
"My prince," Mellisa whispered softly, her gaze locked on the infant’s face. "You’ll grow up to be strong and handsome. Mother will make sure you’re always safe and sound." She leaned forward and pressed a gentle kiss on his tiny forehead. "Mother loves you very much."
From a corner of the chamber, the soft, ...
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