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but he smiled, and with love in his eyes, told them that he would rather die a thousand deaths
and live his life in poverty and destitute with her by his side than he would live like a King
without her as his Wife.

She was so moved that she started crying, the stress and the grief had all consumed her for
she knew what the decision would cost him. But he didn’t care and guided her out of the
room and out of the Palace and out of the Kingdom under his Father’s wrathful gaze and his
Mother’s indifferent one.

They went to a small church at the border and they married under the stars. And then….”

“They lived Happily Ever After!!!!” Mia shouted excitedly, before covering her mouth.
James didn’t say anything for a while, he looked as if he was lost in his thoughts.

“Papa?” Mia tried again, “They lived happily ever after, right?” He shook himself out of his
reverie and smiled softly, looking at her like he sometimes did whenever she would ask about
her late Mother, “Yes, sweetheart. They did. Yes, they did.”

“So, the woman he loved was a dancer? Just like Mom then!”, she was still lost in her
fairy-land. James nodded, “Yes, she was.”

“Also, darling. Sit tight, we have reached. And remember, no running around too much. It is
your Grandfather’s funeral. You might get lost.”

“Okay, Papa! But I wish I had known Grandfather. But Papa, you said that we had reached!
There is nothing but a huge………Oh.”

She quietened down as the gates of a huge palatial manor opened and a beautiful woman who
looked to be in her late 20s walked out. She was dressed in black from head to toe and
everything she wore looked expensive. She had long golden hair, thick eyelashes, and the
most beautiful emerald eyes. But her face was cold and her eyes were dead.

Mia watched as James stepped out of the car and spoke to the woman. While talking, he
pointed at her sitting inside. Mia felt intimidated by the woman’s gaze once it landed on her
so she tried to hide under the dash but her father waved her over.

Never one to deny him, she cautiously stepped out and shyly went to him. James smiled
encouragingly at her and turned to the woman in front of him. “Mother, I would like you to
meet my daughter, Mia.”

And Mia realized sometimes stories are far more real than they may seem.

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