Roses bloom on the coat of arms of the nobles. Time flies, and the original noble spirit has already begun to decay.
I believe that destiny is in one's own hands, not a witch controlled by destiny. I believe that as long as one controls destiny in one's own hands, one can live a life of his own.
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This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
