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... he potion on her side, and hoping that she would suddenly stir on the bed.
I never felt this vulnerable. It reminded me of the night my father died, the night I swore to get stronger, the night I swore never to be a vulnerable victim ever again.
Assassins were supposed to kill the king, but they mistook my father for the king, because the king was his twin brother.
My dad was the second twin, so the throne was passed down to the present king instead of him.
My dad ...
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