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The Wielder of Death Magic - Chapter 50
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... ded by the wind, help said petals to break off from their place of origin and float aimlessly around. The gentle breeze carried with it the petals that looked like butterflies. They went around the princess who sat courteously as she gazed further out at Brisnet Height and its always snowy tip. Almost ashamed by the physical contact; the breeze circled around her and dispersed into nothingness.
Princess Gallienne sat, her beauty was befitting for a royalty. Despite her personality and co ...
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