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He is a King

Sophia

When I pulled away from him, I said, “Good luck in there. I’ll be back here as soon as possible.”

His finger traced the line of my jaw. “I’ll look forward to that. And to see you in that dress tomorrow.”

He brushed past me, and when the door closed, I let go of the breath I’d been holding. Walking over to the bed, the dress mocked me. It was a symbol of something that might not happen. What if the council refused to have Luke as king because he wanted to marry me? What would we do then?

A sharp rap on the door shattered my thoughts into a million pieces. Did Luke need to tell me something else before he went in to see the council?

I raced over to the door and flung it open. A female servant bowed her head to me. “M’lady, the car is ready to take you to the airport.”

I sighed. “Thank you. I’ll be right down.”

She nodded and shuffled away from me.

I went over to the bed and brought the dress to the armoire. I made sure that after hanging it up that I replaced the tissue paper to
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