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The King’s mansion falls on a large piece of land, it’s impossible to see the end of it. Three-storeys high, the house stretches horizontally like a palace. There are even two towers on each side and the entire structure appears old. I wouldn’t be surprised if this was a noble’s estate before. There must’ve been renovations, though, because all floors are filled with huge glass windows. Sometimes, glass takes more space than walls. It’s like a glasshouse. A fountain rests not far from the entrance. A sad angel ceramic statue pours water from a jar. A woman dressed like the Virgin Mary holds him with a tear sliding down her cheek. What a strange image to have at the entrance of a house. Aiden doesn’t wait for me and disappears inside. Ronan, however, falls behind. At least someone has the decency to not leave me alone on my first visit here. I pull my phone and text Kim. Elsa: Are you here yet? Kim: Coming. Just finishing up orgasming. My lips hang open and I cast a glance at Ronan, hop