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Chapter 11

Kaiya

I fall back on the comfortable old leather couch and stare at the ceiling high above. I don’t think about the things the king had said to me. Instead, I wonder how the Omegas can reach all the way up to the ceiling to clean. The chandelier hanging from the rafters is sparkling and I can’t see any cobwebs. I can't imagine that they bring in ladders every day to clean the place.

Eventually, I roll off the couch and leave the king's apartment with Oswald hot on my tail. Before I can even think about running away, I need to figure out how to shake the guards that showed up when Clara and I left the garden this morning.

“Goodnight, your majesty,’ Oswald says and takes up position next to my door, his back straight, eyes trained on the opposite wall.

I go to my little bar and rummage around for something to drink.

Sometimes, after a long shift, Clara and I would share a glass of really bad wine, the kind that comes with a screw top instead of a proper cork. We’d eat the cheapest,
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