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Two countries at war for centuries fighting for freedom , money , peace and love. The two kingdoms named Azov Kingdom and Zaseon Kingdom. Zaseon was always the poor and defenseless kingdom with low money and very little food and knights. Well Azov was bathing in wealth. ever fabric imaginable, ever food ever created , flowers of different shapes, colors and sizes they had. The queens revive a very important letter from the court stating that the queens must meet to talk about money. Queen Camille Reine Yvonne IV from Azov and Queen Rosemary Aimee Clementine II from Zaseon both agree to meet to discuss the money issue. The discussion went poorly, the girls promised to themselves that meeting the other would be a one time thing and would never ever happen again, but it did happen again.
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