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... t like my father. And nor would he want me to be like him. I’m Oliver Patrick – it’s time you saw that name for what it was."
Oliver found his own way to the meeting room, with Lancelot staggering behind him, his feet as lost beneath him as his mind was. He didn’t seem to know how to act now that his plan had failed.
Arriving at the door, Oliver saw it was as he expected.
Princess Asabel sat, alone, in the centre of her usual sofa, gazing out of the window, her forlorn ex ...
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