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I’m not sure who I was expecting to walk through that door, who I imagined the clutch person was that the King went to in situations like this would be. But it certainly was not the Queen, my mate, and my future Queen.

The three women walked in, heads high and smiles on their faces. In their hands they each had a cup of coffee and paperwork. I noticed Olina’s hair was on the top of her head in a messy bun, a signature look that she sported when she was busy working through an issue.

“Hey,” I softly said to her as she came up to me and gave me a small kiss.

“Hi handsome.”

I hear the other two women greet their mates and I find a seat finally. I hadn’t sat down since Syn arrived, unable to calm myself enough to sit still. But not I had a reason to sit since I had the perfect thing to fill my lap with.

I sank down into the chair and pulled her down to sit