Lancelot walked to her side and looked at her profile quietly. The sun fell on his handsome cheeks, his slender eyelashes were drooped, and his icy blue eyes were like the ice sea in the far north. They were calm on the surface, but there was a turbulent undercurrent on the inside....
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