My Own Good?

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NATALIA ~~ As we arrived at the entrance of the Royal palace, I couldn't help but feel a sense of displeasure wash over me. The servants and guards welcomed us with a bow, a mark of respect that compelled me to reciprocate since I still wasn't used to being treated like this. But Derek, in his usual dismissive manner, walked past them without acknowledging their greeting. I, on the other hand, offered a small smile, feeling a pang of guilt for not reacting to them. Walking through the grand entrance, my eyes took in the place, and despite the fact that I have been here quite a few times, I still didn't think that I was ever going to get used to the place. Derek didn't waste any time. He quickly stopped a passing servant, his voice demanding as he inquired about Lady Soraya's wherea

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