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tender smile, a hand resting at the junction of the prince’s shoulder blades. ❝—- isn’t it ? i like to come here to think. ❞ with the village’s memory of their royal restored, there was little peace anymore. over the years she, && certainly the other occupants of the castle, had grown so used to a stagnant lifestyle. the peace of the woods was a pleasant break when they were not bustling.