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Lisbeth, now a widow, found herself face-to-face with Dion, her first and last love.
He had become the most promising and noble priest of the temple.
“Miss Lisbeth, please, just for a moment, even if it’s only for a very brief moment, let me see your face.”
“I don’t know why you’re doing this…. I have no reason to meet with you, Priest.”
Lisbeth couldn’t bear to face him. How could a widow like her possibly confront someone who shone so brightly?
How could she dare to face Dion, who was loved by everyone…?
But Dion, as he had in the past, willingly knelt before her and kissed her.
“Miss, have you forgotten me? Do you no longer love me? I, I… the moment I saw you….”
The moment Lisbeth met his gaze, she realized.
From the beginning, she had never been able to refuse Dion.
There was no way to reject his burning passion reflected in his eyes.
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“Are you afraid?”
“I… no.”
Her answer came a bit slowly. Lisbeth shook her head firmly. In that time, her trembling gradually subsided.
“The day I met you again, I thought it wouldn’t matter what happened. Even if I died right there and then, I would have had no regrets.”
So, I am not afraid. Dion.
