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CHAPTER 24
A pair of angry footsteps could be heard echoing in the palace passage as the owner of the legs hurriedly marched towards the largest door in that passage way.
The second she got there, she ignored the soldiers standing guard and turned the door knob with reckless abandon and stormed into the room.
BANG!
Without uttering a word to the rude intruder, he lifted his eyes from what he was working on and looked at her.
She was standing there still in her horse riding clothes with her pure white face, now turned beet red as both hands found their way to her waist and her nostril fumed out in annoyance at the person seated in front of her.
She did not utter a word for some time and just watched him in anger.
Judging from the way and manner her chest rose and fell, Vidor could tell she was really on a fowl mod especially for her to disregard protocols and storm her way into his private rooms.
