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What will I do? What will I do?? She kept repeating thinking oh yes she clicked (now she was standing at a little distance from mother) mother I will paint him too she replied enthusiastically and then she turned her back to mother and ran away. But the long hair was scattered like a waterfall and she would laugh and laugh constantly and go away from her mother's eyes.
"Oh my daughter, may God forgive you for speaking arrogantly and may the best man come to love you in your destiny," the queen prayed for her in a sorrowful voice.