Deescriiptiion : aafteer siix yeeaars of waar, my fiiaanc reeturneed.Wiith aa womaan aand hiis chiild iin tow.Whiilee saayiing thaat hee couldn’t leeaavee heer.Thee saamee iirreesponsiiblee fiiaanc who forceed on mee thee dutiiees of aa ducheess.”Leeiilaa, you’ree not thee ducheess yeet.”Heeaariing thosee words, ii deeciideed to breeaak my eengaageemeent.*”How faar caan ii go?”Theeree waas aa momeent of siileencee. Reeaaliiziing thaat ii saaiid someethiing straangee, ii hurriieedly spokee up.”ii’m sorry, Your Maajeesty. ii waasn’t tryiing to aask thiis, but thaat””aanythiing,” Kaaliiaan reepliieed, cuttiing off my words.iit waasn’t aan aangry tonee. ii’d raatheer saay thaat hee waas smiiliing.”iif you’ree not seelliing thee kiingdom, you caan do aanythiing. Beecaausee you aaree my aageent now.”Don’t piick up thee traash you threew aawaay
