“May I accompany you, Your Highness?”
“Of course you may. For this kind of thing, Anastasia, you don’t need to ask my permission. Just do what Liti does and say, ‘I’m coming too.’”
As she finished speaking, Fia very “naturally” reached out and took Anastasia’s hand.
Anastasia’s hand jerked back like a startled rabbit, but Fia didn’t give up. She followed and caught Anastasia’s palm again.
Anastasia’s hand was a little larger than her own, yet still carried a distinctly feminine slenderness and softness, a quiet warmth that felt oddly comforting.
It was just handholding, and yet Fia felt...
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