Not The First Certaintly Not The Last

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Mira leaves me in the bedroom Oryn and I had shared last night. The flower vase has actually been replaced and his sheets were all re-done.     Katrina had to go talk to Queen Eira so I couldn’t get any more information out of her so I had to come back. Now though no matter how hard I try I can’t seem to relax.     Three days isn’t an awful lot of time and because of my conversation with Queen Eira I really need to talk with Oryn.     “If it's true won't you just be stressing him out? I mean he did just accept to rule an entire country for you,” Eirik sits comfortably on the bed while I pace in front of it anxiously. “Maybe wait until he comes back before you make him worry about you.”     I’m sure Eirik is right but I—     “I just need to see him,” I concede sitting on the bed droppi

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