The truth behind the dream

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The guard took me to one of the small sitting rooms at the front of the castle. My heart was beating so fast and so loud I could barely hear myself think. The man in the room looked exhausted but with a very stern look on his face. He dropped to a deep bow the moment I entered the room. "My lady." "Hello, I was informed that you wanted to speak to who was in charge. I'm Queen Eliza." "It's an honor, my lady." Slowly, I made my way across the room and sat down on one of the couches. "So, what can I help you with at this late hour?" I asked him, pretending to be completely calm. Sure, I was falling apart with worry inside, but he did not need to know that right now. He was still one of the representatives of another kingdom and I had a face to uphold, no matter how desperate or infor

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