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al." I said and she shook her head holding my hand. "Aaron no. You are not a slave to me. You should have known this right from when I was a kid. We grew up together." She said and I furrowed my brows. "Together?" I asked and she nodded. "Nikita gave birth to you a year before i was given birth to. We were very young but we enjoyed each other's company." "But then my father made these restrictions that the child of a.. shouldn't be seen with me." She said sadly. "The child of a slave. How do I not remember this?" I asked staring at her. "Because you didn't know I was the child of the King. You just knew we were friends. Nikita told you that i was taken away for your own safety. Because she knew you would come searching for me in my chamber." She explained. "And how do you remember this? I am a year older than you." I said. "My Grandmother told me. She is nothing compared to father. She was sweet and loving." She said sadly and I understood what she meant by "was" "I am so sorry for your loss." I said and she nodded trying to smile. "Do you believe me now? We have been friends since we were kids. The circumstances around us was the problem and that's why we were separated." She said sitting on her bed. "I am sorry Princess Hana but why are you just telling me this?" I asked looking at her. "I would have told you a long time ago but I couldn't because I was scared. I knew after you heard about your father and the wicked my father did you would hate all of us." "But now I can't keep it to myself any longer. I miss those times Aaron. When Grandmother told me, I could remember some scenes and I would smile wishing it never stopped at all." She said staring into space and I sighed. I looked at her not knowing exactly what to say. I didn't want to say anything to hurt her so I won't get killed. "I cal

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e for father, but not for me." I said angrily. "Why? You should be happy your Father King Maeko would be the most powerful this year again. One day, you would take that throne you know?" She said and I nodded. "I know but that isn't even the issue at all." I said looking at her. "What happened?" She asked with so much care in her eyes. "One of the female slaves spilled wine on my garment that day." I said angrily. "And she got beheaded right? So why are you thinking?" She asked and I shook my head. "That's the thing. She wasn't beheaded. She was spared by Father." I said as we stood in front of her chamber. "What? Why would he do that? She shouldn't go unpunished." She said and I sighed.