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11: MYSELF

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THEODOSA.

Ten years.

I drew back from the bars, the weight of those two words crushing down on me like a boulder.

Ten years locked in this cell? Ten possible years waiting for a king who believed I was his twice-over betrayer. Ten years hoping he'd shift back into a man who wanted me dead anyway?

What the fuck?

It wasn't just a prison sentence. It was a slow, cold death.

The woman turned toward the heavy wooden door, her footsteps already carrying her away.

Panic clawed up my throat.

"Wait!" The word tore out of me, desperate and raw.

She stopped. I watched her shoulders tense, saw the reluctance in the way she held herself.

When she turned back, her expression was guarded. Annoyed, even.

I swallowed my pride. After everything I'd been through, pride was a luxury I couldn't afford.

"Please," I whispered, softer this time. My voice cracked. "Don't leave me here alone."

For a split second—barely a heartbeat—something shifted in her face. The cold indifference melted just enough for me t
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