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The Wielder of Death Magic - Chapter 140
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... st. The eyes awoke to a semi-nude angel atop him, her head rested on the chest. “You told me to wake, then, in turn, fell asleep, a bit harsh isn’t it?” without much effort, they both stood.
The balcony door opened; a rush of cold wind blew inside. “Freezing,” she yelled. “It’s fresh and pure air, SMELL IT,” he remained adamant. Today was the last day in Arda – the task self-assigned grew to be nearly completed. Each got dressed, had a bath together then exited the royal chambers. Though ...
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