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... just blurted out. "Dear heaven! I’m so sorry, Your Majesty!" She bowed her head again and again, terrified that the Beast King might actually cut her head off for being so rude.
Edmund sat stiffly in his chair, looking helpless as his eyes kept darting toward Primrose. [Wife... what do I do?] he asked her in his mind, sounding a little panicked. [What if she gets even more scared if I talk?]
After staying in Illvaris for three days, Edmund had come to a painful conclusion: humans ...
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