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Chapter 83 Plans in Motion

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*Naska*

Naska lifted her head as she heard the sound at the door. Someone had stopped to try the knob. It instantly made Naska frown out of reflex.

What do they want now?

Naska had just finished talking with the royal captain, an insufferable exchange, from her point of view. It annoyed her greatly how all the humans kept bugging them, always coming back up to ask more questions about the Empress.

Can’t they go away? Naska growled before seeing the door open. Her back straightened as she expec
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