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Previously |
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"Speak! Please!" Arnald begged, shaking Curt. "Your father made the same mistake once, I couldn't help him then, but if you can just tell me the situation of things, maybe... just maybe I could help out."
"They have..." Royal Advisor Curt began.
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"... it in their possession." Immediately those words fell off Royal Advisor Curt's lips, Arnald pushed him away, as if burnt by fire.
"How is that remotely possible?" Arnald shook his head in disbelief, "No, that can't be right!"
"How is it possible you're with the other half?" Royal Advisor Curt raised a brow.
"I found it in my son's hands, the day I got home, I found the piece of paper scrunched up in his palm and he wouldn't open it no matter where he went. I tried prying further but his mother told me to let him be, probably he was going through a phase, but since then, he had been acting strange ever since." Arnald replied, deep in thought.
