I come back home I had a chat with my older brother he said that your no longer a child and I can't take care you as such he told me that he also loves you like a nices but what's due is due I walked in the mission and see the it's late and all the servents have already gone to bed afte cleaning up after your birthday ball I quietly make my way to your room and see you sleeping peacefully you look like an angel I sit on the bed and stroke your hair and quietly say happy birthday
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