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You’re so mean, senior officer,” Nero said. Hadjar didn’t even get a chance to answer. “Don’t you know about Hadjar’s problem?” “What problem?” Dogar was surprised. Realizing what his friend was talking about, the Prince picked up the kitten and put it back under his clothes. Azrea yawned immediately and fell asleep again. Maybe she was still affected by sleep medicine, but, most likely, she just loved taking naps. Hadjar was happy she did. He didn’t want to think about what would happen when the kitten realized that her mother was gone. He only hoped that Azrea didn’t remember the tigress at all... It would be easier that way. “His bed has never been warmed by a woman.” Dogar glanced at Hadjar. “I understand… That’s why you’re a little strange, assistant. So… nervous.” “I agree completely, Senior Officer Dogar,” Nero nodded. Hadjar pretended to hear nothing and continued to sharpen his sword menacingly.
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