8 anos de espera

8 anos de espera

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Mon, Aug 26, 2019
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esta história vai contar um intenso amor da princesa sara e do camponês alec a princesa sara faria 18 anos e pensava que seu pai finalmente iria parar de controlar a sua vida mais ela estava errada pois ela iria ter que se casar com o conde Eduard e seu amor com jace parecia estar indo por água a baixo mas esse amor nunca iria morrer nem depois de 8 anos de espera para esse amor acontecer de verdade.
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