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Bopha's pov

I got off the phone with His Majesty and clasped my hand in excitement, my cheeks swelled from the smile stretching across my lips when I squealed, jumping up and down at the message he just dropped.

I couldn't have been happier than I felt at the moment.

I quickly texted the necessary people I had to get in contact with to make the plan he just laid out for me as it would be easier to execute with the help I would get.

I was swarming with glee on the insides at how fortunate my best friend Demi was.

I was glad that despite what she had faced on getting here even with keeping the pain underneath as I was sure that there was a lot that she didn't talk about from her past and present, by present I meant Anya.

She was malicious and delusional enough to go out of her way to harm Demi but each time I asked her if she was putting her through hell, she was quick to push the matter aside and move our discussions to other things that were far away from w