Old Enemies

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Skye's POV "Josephine." I muttered. She looked down on me with a warning stare. I glared back.  "Skye Firebird," Adrian spoke with greater confidence than he had in the dungeon. I tried to focus my attention on him, but Josephine's hand found it's way onto his shoulder. I grimaced, remembering that same hand stabbing me in the chest. "You know my advisor, the sweet Lady Evangeline?" Adrian rubbed her hand loving before kissing it chastely. I wanted to vomit.  Be smart, Skye. Bri warned. You may hate her, but don't show it. Your life may depend on it.   I took her advice.  "I know no Lady Evangeline, Your Majesty." I bowed my head in respect. If I didn't respect Josephine at least I could show my best friend the honor and respect he deserves.  "Then why stare at her so? You look as i

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