With love, Spain
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" [...] I tried to control the emotion in my voice, because I did not want to scare them more than what they already saw, so I opened my mouth and with a calm voice I told them:-, my name is Kingdom of Spain, and I am your...
God, he didn't have the courage to say it, so I doubted it, he felt that, by saying that word, he would have assimilated the truth, that there would never be going back. Take a breath, to give me courage and spit out that word that would condemn me.
All the children's eyes widened in surprise when I finished my presentation."
This is an autobiographical novel from Spain where he will tell you a little about his past and his interaction with the colonies of the Americas.
Take into account that this story is an interpretation of history, so the author takes the liberty of shaping reality at will. In other words, it is fiction. A historical fiction novel.
And forgive me if the dialogues don't sound very "Spanish" as they should, but, in the end, I do everything with love.
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