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... iberate grace, clutching the delicate fabric of my skirt as I slid one foot back, my head bowed slightly in respect.
"Good evening, Father," I said, my voice soft yet steady, a polite smile playing on my lips. "Why have you summoned me?"
The weight of his gaze bore down on me, and the air felt thick, charged with unspoken expectations.
My father, the King, scoffed, his voice cutting through the silence like a blade. "Hmph. You've certainly chosen a crude guard for yoursel ...
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