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Eli I sighed heavily as Mama walked away. She certainly didn't mince her words. "Come, Princess, sit with me," I said, beckoning to my right hand. It was customary for the Queen to be crowned after the wedding and then sit in her throne. But having her by my side on her throne for the first time while we were alone felt as it should. She took her seat and turned to me. "I have some questions," she said abruptly. I smiled at her wryly. "I thought you might." "I will answer anything you ask me with the truth," I promised. "Why are we retiring to separate chambers? Is this a Zamee custom?" she asked, the concern clear in her voice. I couldn't help it, I burst into laughter. "I'm glad to see this is your greatest concern. No, this is not Zamee custom, but it is the custom for

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