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Chapter eighty eight.

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Eva's POV.

I released the heavy breath I never knew I was holding up until we were outside of the elder's chamber.

"Well, that went just like I had expected." Nicklaus muttered behind me.

I snapped my head swiftly to face him. "You knew this was going to happen?"

He nodded with a small smirk. "It was the reason I left immediately you released me, I knew they had a plan."

"Wh.. what kind of plan?" I found myself asking.

"Alonzo wants our father's throne, and somehow I'm a threat to him, I don't even want the damn throne," he hissed.

"So he killed you?"

"Not technically, he's just trying to sabotage me, Alonzo know he can't kill me, so he found a way to dagger me and hid my body away, he also found a way to kill Aiden, our last brother and now he's pining it on me," he mumbled.

"And it's believable because you suddenly disappeared, and then reappears after his death, it's the reasons the elders believe him."

"Exactly, well plotted, and I can't say I'm not impressed, Alonzo usual
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