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... royal chamber, glinting off the golden crest above the door. Yet inside, the mood was anything but calm.
King Harvey sat stiffly on a velvet-cushioned seat beside the tall window, one hand resting under his chin, the other holding a lukewarm teacup he hadn’t touched for an hour.
He hadn’t slept.
Not even a wink.
His mind was too noisy... looping with one name over and over again.
Dila.
The Princess of Eldor. The girl who now sat quietly—unknowingly ...
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