Chapter Twenty Seven

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"May I have the honor of the next dance?" King Coldstrom asks and she hesitates. A little petty part of herself wants to tell him to go f**k himself, to tell him to go and dance with the woman he chose as his date. But that is the unrefined, irresponsible part of her talking. She must not let her emotions overcome her and ruin her mission. Because the truth is that ultimately he, and whatever feelings she might have developed for him does not matter. What matters is how he fits into the piece of the puzzle she is trying to construct. After she figures out the extent of his connection to the events that happened five hundred years ago, she will leave him and disappear. She cannot do that if she makes him angry. Reminding herself of the reason why she is here helps and when she smiles at h

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