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“The queen looks nice,” Reece sighed from her spot on the couch. She was sitting with her rainbow-colored blanket over her legs. “It would be amazing to meet her one day. Maybe I could dress up like a princess.” I pressed my lips together, trying to keep the scowl from my face. Obviously, Uther and his thunder hadn’t told her everything. She was so young, but it also scared me. She was unaware of the threat the queen posed, and it broke my heart. It wasn’t my place to tell Uther how to handle his child, but that didn’t mean I wouldn’t discuss it with him when he called…if he were ever able to again. Drake glided to the forefront of the screen. His face contorted with what viewers would assume was worry and despair, and he placed a hand over his heart. “You heard my mother, the queen. The
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