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CHAPTER EIGHT - CARLOTTA

“She arrived last night.”

Magnus’ excited tone broke through my tranquil reverie. I didn’t respond, continuing to dress my face and hair in the mirror. I might be dead, but I can still look good.

“My Queen? She is here. Brandt got her, he’s good for some things!”

“Mmm.” I answered thoughtfully “And how do we know she is the Chosen One?” I asked. “We are simply taking my dear cousin’s word for it?” What if he was wrong? How did he even know?! I was starting to have doubts about this – what if it was all some kind of ruse to hide the real ‘Chosen One’ from us?

Magnus paused, as if he’d heard my silent questions. “Well, let’s meet her, perhaps it will become apparent?”

I stopped, hitting my palms against my dresser louder than I needed to when there’s only two of us in the room “What? Like she’s got ‘CHOSEN ONE’ tattooed across her forehead?!”

“Perhaps not quite that literal, My Lady.” I still wasn’t convinced; so I neglected to answer him for a second time.

“I have instructed
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