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... is afternoon instead?"
Nolan furrowed his brow, deep in thought.
"Huh..." Orlan let out a long breath before answering, "Yes, that’s right, Prince Nolan."
He looked down at his little daughter, still lying unconscious, and gently stroked her cold, fragile, round face.
"I can’t stand seeing her like this anymore. Please, Prince... I’m begging you. Can you start the healing now? I know it’s sudden and goes against our agreement, but I just can’t take it."
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