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Chapter 148: The Schedule

Author: Evve
last update publish date: 2026-01-27 08:03:34

The "truce" was over. The "treaty" had been signed in the master bedroom. But now, they had to figure out how to govern the kingdom.

It was Monday morning. The sun was bright, the city was loud, and the Cross-Vale household was in a state of logistical anarchy.

Liam was in the kitchen, making coffee and trying to find his tie.

Aurora was in the living room, trying to find Ethan’s left shoe.

Ethan was in his room, trying to convince Mr. Bun to wear a superhero cape.

"We need a system," Aur
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