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It’s time.
Whatever happens here today will decide the fate of our realm.
All us royals stand next to each other, decked out in full armor with our armies at our backs. We know having every head royal from every caste here is harmful to the hierarchy, but we have to play by his rules. It’s our only choice. Even though we were able to gather thousands of men and women brave enough to fight, I don’t know what we are going to be up against, but if Marlbrooke is in control of Lincoln, our outcome doesn’t look bright.
My hand grips the dagger’s handle- the same one Marlbrooke killed Mira with. I’ve kept it all this time, in hopes I can use it on him, just as he did her. But now, my revenge seems like a distant memory. All I can think about is Lincoln and bringing
