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A respected harlot

Chapter 76| A respected harlot

"So Annabelle huh," her feet ached, and though to everyone seeing Tristan's hand drape lazily around her waist, it was a public display of affection not knowing it was his grip on her body that kept her still standing.

His lips lifted slightly but he didn't say anything, so she continued waving at a few people as she re-entered the palace acting like she never left.

"I met her. That one is a keeper and a charmer," she lowered herself on a seat giving him a grateful nod even as he sat down adjacent to her, making it seem like they were both engrossed in a conversation and nothing was out of place.

"You would have fooled me if I haven't known Annabelle all my life," he shrugged, "She has claws she is not scared of using especially when she is determined to keep something and the crown on my mother's head is one of them and as far as charming goes, Annabelle is as charming as an unfed dog,"