The Hidden Slums...
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The Author's POV.
Two days later…
Stefan didn't bothered to ask after the love of his life. He kept dreaming of her each minutes that passed by. Many times, he woke up in the night to take water just to cool his burning chest.
He was afraid to ask his mother about. What if she happened to be against his choice? After all, Angelina was a commoner and only princesses were allowed to marry princes.
Putting on the black shirt, He combed his hair neatly and headed for his mother's room. She always had a way of messing with his day.
Queen mother Daria woke him this early just to sent him on an errand. Ever since Lincoln became the king, every responsibility was shifted to him. She made him become so lazy even to attend meetings.