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... I am treated?
It was not long after that when Osiris returned.
Isabella was still resting in her room, leaning lazily against the thick furs behind her back while Cyrus sat nearby and Zyran looked as though he was thinking about whether he should peel fruit for her or simply put the whole pouch in her lap and call it a day.
Then the door opened, and Osiris walked in.
The moment Isabella saw his face, she almost laughed.
His earlier anger was gone, but in its p ...
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