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Chapter 190 — The Vote.

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King Ken's POV

Alex looked at me for a long moment before he spoke.

The room was completely still … the kind of stillness that arrived when twelve people had all arrived at the same understanding simultaneously, which was that whatever came out of the eldest council member's mouth next was going to be the thing that settled this.

He had served on this council for about 31 years. He had been present at my father's coronation like I heard. He had been present at the coronation before that. He was
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