Jade was still in the King's chamber, with the King's dead body. The physician and the guards tried their best to take her away from the dead king, but their efforts were fruitless. Jade's eyes were still wet. Her lips were dry from the salty taste of her tears and her mind, was absent. She was in her own head, painting a fantasy, of a little happy family. Papa, mama, Rachael, Raphael, Henry and her, all united, living together as one in this very castle. Jade always knew the pain she felt as a result of her father abandoning her was because of the love she had for him. And now, she had him all to herself, the problem was, he is lifeless. She can't fill him with stories about her childhood and let him in on her little secret, she couldn't tell him about Gregory, her Gregory.
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