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KYLER'S POV— 15

"Your Majesty?" Words echo in my head, and it's getting louder, "Your Majesty?" I blink, looking around. "Are you okay, Sire?" Lord Bane asks, and I inhale deeply.

"Isa -" I pause, clear my throat. I realise the lords are still sitting, and Isabelle isn't anywhere here. I blink harder. All this while, it had just been my imagination. Gosh, she's killing me.

"Is something wrong?" He asks.

"Yes, everything," my voice cracks. I should probably go see her. I got it immediately. Maybe a picnic? She's probably waiting for me to come to her. The moment I stand, they all stare at me. "If you excuse me, I'd leave first," I say and stop. "A feast," I say and shake my head, "A tournament? That's a right, a tournament," I say, unable to explain to them, and I quickly walk out of the room. The moment the door opens. Nale— another brave knight of mine - walks with me.

"Where's she?" I ask, and he looks confused. "Isabelle,"

"Your chambers, having tea," He replies.

"Thank you," I tell him and wal
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