How a Firewood Girl Captured the Heart of a Prince Who Came Home to Marry Another Woman

eyes, Umu Ozara stopped breathing normally.

By sunrise, the king’s messengers had already moved through the village square, the market road, and the church path.

“The palace has spoken,” one messenger shouted, striking his gong. “Any woman who claims her heart is clean toward the prince must prepare food and bring it to the palace before sunset.”

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