As if it had finally buckled under the weight pressing down on it, the solid mass of dark clouds began to exhale a fine drizzle. The rain was as thin as cow hair; it didn’t hit with any force, but as the moisture evaporated quickly under the autumn breeze, the chill of it seeped into the body together with the season’s cold and left a sour heaviness in the chest.
No one liked that clammy, icy touch.
But Prince Aldrich was in no mood to be annoyed by the weather. On the contrary, aside from shock and suspicion, his...
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