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Chapter 38: Public Humilation

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~Ioana~

One: I had gotten nowhere, like a raft on a turbulent sea. I could capsize at any time and

Two: Both Elder Thalvorn and Elder Caldren wanted to strike at Alessandro, he had always been the target and… perhaps I wasn’t taken seriously from the start.

No wonder they had that strange smile in their eyes, something that couldn't be covered up.

Elder Ysara’s words flashed through my mind, “Puppet ruler.”

An awful picture of me bowing my head to Elder Thalvorn ran through my mind, causing a shiver to zap through me.

By the time I came back to my senses, I was in my room. I looked out the window; a blanket of darkness greeted me.

"Madame, are you awake?" a familiar voice came from beyond the door.

"I am. Come in, Vivian," I ordered, my voice hoarse. I coughed lightly as the door softly creaked open and chocolate-brown hair popped in. Holding a tray, she walked in, lightly pushing the door with the tip of her toe. Watching as it shut, she turned.

"Oh my! Your Majesty! Please rest!" Pl
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