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... You don’t like him?” Adolf stopped smiling and instead had a serious expression on his face.
“Angele is nice, but he’s just not my type. Father, please let me at least make my own decisions.” Sophia seemed adamant on this, so she insisted.
“Your type? You mean that bard from Westwind? The only thing he has is a pretty face!” Adolf spoke in a reprimanding tone, but Sophia kept looking at him, showing how serious she was about this.
“Since Sophia already has someone in her mind, ...
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