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... some were leaving. He heard faint crying around, people saying goodbye, couples embracing each other.


When his luggage arrived, he walked closer and picked it up. As he turned to leave, he bumped into someone. The petite human fell on the ground. He looked down to see the same woman who claimed to be the Queen of Galla. Even though he had heard of the country, he never saw or met the queen or any of the royal family.


He quickly helped her to get up, not bothering to apolog ...

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