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Princess Eleanor's heartbeats picked up speed. She did not care that her upper body was exposed, all her thoughts were focused on the mask covering the face of the man she loved.
Princess Eleanor took a deep breath as her fingers lingered on the edges of the mask and she bit her lips nervously. Soon she came closer to Christopher, making his body stiffen. She could feel it but she did not care.
Princess Eleanor's fingers moved around as she found the opening and soon the mask fell off. It was still dangling from Princess Eleanor's finger. But as soon as she laid eyes on Christopher's face, her grip on the mask loosened and it fell to the ground.
Princess Eleanor did not know what to feel. She was mesmerized by what she was seeing. Was the man behind the mask always so alluringly handsome?
