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David: 'Beautiful, you seem to be good at manners, the Duke seems to have good taste in

Children's choice.

Carlos: 'David, shut up, don't you see that you chatter a lot?!'

David: I'm sorry if I bothered you, but I'm glad I met you online.

Ryan: Well, thank you.

Then Carlos and David went together to the library, there are a lot of things

Which they should be talking about, Ryan looks at them and suddenly David turns around and smiles

For Ryan, Ryan marveled at that bright face with beautiful green eyes and orange hair

Radiant in the sun, he was a funny and eccentric guy for Ryan

But he replied with the smile of an innocent child, "No one will believe that this child bears hatred

Vengeance is in his heart," said Carlos to himself when he saw him...

"I will not let this child stain his hand with blood, it was her will before she left." He said it

Carlos looked sad and heartbroken. David felt the strangeness of his situation, but he didn't

something less...

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Ryan went to the park, while Carlos and David went to the library

Ryan: “I'm bored..., there's nothing to do...,… idea why not practice

Show sword but david here...

'Bored?'

A strange sound was heard by Ryan, he looked everywhere but found no one...

"I must be imagining."

'What's wrong with you, boy?'

Ryan: 'Who's there?!'

A man jumped out of the tree. Ryan, gray eyes and short indigo hair, was amazed

This is a common sight...

Ryan: 'Who are you, I don't think I've seen you before?'

The stranger: "Hello, you must be Lane. My name is Matthew. Nice to meet you."

Ryan: 'But you didn't answer my question, do you have anything to do with this place?'

Matthew smiled a strange smile, how about we play a game....

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"Kidnapping the Little Prince"

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Ryan Lake: 'What do you mean?!'.

Matthew very quickly ran to Ryan, grabbed him and covered his mouth with an anesthetic bandanna

Ryan tries to resist, but he couldn't, he fell asleep... Matthew picked him up and disappeared without

Trace and no evidence, except a message tied to the tree with a thread.

"If you want your son, find me, in a place where the past is protected."

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To Be Continued