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Chapter Eighty Eight Wedding Of The Year
“His corpse is till fresh; his soul still very present with us, he should be allowed to attend the wedding,” responded Lord Marshall.
“Attend the wedding? You want a corpse to attend the wedding?” I quipped.
It was sad that my father had died but I could not imagine bringing his corpse to my wedding. It was not because I cared much but rather for the sake of my bride.
“It is not just a corpse it is your father that we speak of,” returned Lord Marshall.
“I know but Moana ...
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