Chapter Thirty

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Morgana could hear the drums of war sounding in the distance. She stood on the balcony, eyes focused on where the sound was coming from. She couldn't see Sibyl and her army, but she could feel just how large her army was. The closer Sibyl came, the more of her power Morgana could feel. So much power that her knees almost buckled with the weight of it. But, Morgana could not back down. This kingdom was hers and she would fight for it. She was the rightful heir of Camelot. "What shall we do, your Majesty?" Asked Barrington, looking ahead, eyes narrowed as if he could see them when in reality he could only hear the drums beating, getting louder as Sibyl and her army drew closer. "We will meet them head on. Gather my men and have as many of them meet Sibyl's men as possible. They will not b

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