SIXTY-FIVE

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"Excuse me?" Drystan blurted, his emotionless facade slipped away the moment he heard Fendrick say that Seraphina was the reason that the soldiers were deflecting. Fendrick was panicking but still, he tried to speak as clearly as possible, "forgive me, High Flame, but that's true." He spoke, "when word arrived about you marrying a witch, the soldiers grew sceptical, especially those who were there when the commander's mother slaughtered our previous queen." He spoke giving Rosette an apologetic glance as Emyr placed his hand on Rosette's shoulder while she looked away biting the inside of her cheek. Seraphina could only sit and watch as Drystan and Rosette both tried to seem strong at the moment. Fendrick continued, "the soldiers are afraid of you, your Majesty. They believe that you w

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