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... who was running as fast as she could. He looked around and found out that they were already outside the palace. To be precise, they were in the garden. “Where’s Neoma?” he asked in a weak voice. “Stephanie, where’s my sister?”

Stephanie sobbed before she answered his question. “The princess sacrificed herself to give us time to escape, Your Royal Highness,” she said. “Her Royal Highness posed as you and lured the enemies away.”

He gasped in surprise.

That was when he real ...

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