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The day has finally come, the day which Baron won stucker is to handle the presidential title to Horace Donovan; the news has spread all over the world like a flame of fire on a dry leave. Everyone in the town, both the big and small, young and old, rich and poor are all excited about the news; the man Baron wasn't just a thief, but also a heartless and inconsiderable ruler who doesn't care about the growth of the people, it was a dream come true for everyone in Vihent as a whole.
In Horace's room
Ariel sat on the bed absentmindedly staring at her mate who was busy wearing his suit.
"You look worried my love, what's wrong?" He asked on seeing this.
