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The merchant showed me a selection of hair combs, each one more beautiful than the last. But which one would be the right one to send to Lucia? She'd never been the fussy type, but this was my best bet for another fake attempt on her life.
I had no idea if these were even working, but it was something her father had suggested, so I was seeing it through.
"This one, I think." I pointed to a simple comb with vines carved into the spine of it. The simplicity in it would appeal to her.
"Are you sure, Your Majesty? There are several more ornate ones that you might like with some rubies or..." He glanced at Riki, nervousness written all over his face despite the fact she wasn't doing anything more than sitting like a good girl.
"That one will do," I cut him off, hating that I was doing i
