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“We need to stop the people in the carriage from meeting with King Ruslan,” Rosamund exclaimed as she strapped on her sword with everything else that she might need. Her mind was running a thousand miles thinking of ways she could stop them from meeting. If Ruslan detected even a tiny bit of an evil mania, just even a little bit of it, everyone that came with the King and the Queen would be beheaded. Every single person. That meant Esmeralda and Edward. And she would be the last person whose head would roll with everyone remaining. “Your Majesty?” Hygeia called out to her. There was something in her voice that made Rosamund stop. The emotions she could feel about Hygeia were those of suspicion and distrust and Rosamund became aware that whatever she was about to do, would make it seem li

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