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... c was absentmindedly eating in the servants’ dining hall.
The Sword Dance Festival would start in the evening, so he had to have a good meal before competing.
But, his dejected expression as he chewed his bread listlessly made him look quite down.
“Are you okay? You don’t look well.”
At that moment, Milly, the commoner cook who was the same age as him, cautiously approached him.
Her complexion didn’t look any better than him; probably because the Sword Dan ...
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