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Two months has not changed the fact that Vetta knows nothing to do with her life.
These past two months have not been easy, as she always finds herself resisting the constant urge to go back to the Palace.
But, she'd promised King Lucien that she will 'heal', she was determined not to let him down...whatever 'healing' means. The wounds she has cannot heal.
But since she already made a promise like that, she was determined to try and live as a free woman, and she set her mind to keep that promise.
In the past two months, she has tried to do everything normal women of the Kingdom of Salem would do. She goes to the market to get groceries for food, she goes to the fair whenever she hears there will be a carnival entertainment, she keeps her big house and even goes out back to pick fruits that fall in the garden.
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