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A Royal Conspiracy #33: Lola

ผู้เขียน: Katherine Jaynara
last update ปรับปรุงล่าสุด: 2025-12-15 20:01:00

Outside the palace, sunlight glinted off the sleek royal vehicles lined up in perfect formation. The moment should have felt grave, weighted with the knowledge of what waited for us at the police station, but instead, an absurd argument erupted between Theo and Emma over who would drive. I watched them, momentarily distracted from my own turmoil as Emma planted herself between Theo and the driver's side door, arms crossed in stubborn determination while he dangled the keys just out of her reach.

"You're still recovering," Emma insisted, her chin tilted upward in defiance. "Dr. Meyers specifically said no driving for at least another week."

Theo rolled his eyes, the gesture making him look remarkably boyish despite the gravity of our situation. "I was in a coma, not paralyzed. My reflexes are perfectly fine."

"Your left side still weakens when you're tired," Emma countered, not budging an inch. "And don't think I haven't noticed you favouring it during phys
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