Chapter 47

  "Alexander Knavesmire. You know who he was, don't you, my Ella." Xander chuckled and held Ella's hand in a tight grip but yet it was gentle.

  He looked to the unmoving form of Ella and sighed once again in utter disappointment.

  "He was bandit. A good bandit who, along with his gang, used to loo...

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