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The King's Troubles
As the Nobles swing into the beautiful and vast ballroom, the King of Chesterfawn remained seated on the top of the stairs.
Somewhere, deep inside him- consternation rises. No matter where his eyes looked, he could never spot the person or perhaps creature, that he was looking for.
"Your Majesty."
His bright green eyes blinked, and then he turned his head to find a woman clad in a beautiful red regalia. Her hair was tied in beautiful shimmering ribbons and she wore a gentle smile on her small face.
"Your Majesty, Her Highness, Loretta Lynn is here." one of his servants whispered. "I brought her here because she demanded to see you."
The King ignored the princess. She looked at him, hurt, and lowered her gaze. "Your Majesty," she called out to him.
"Princess Loretta," he began, while his eyes still focused on the ballroom. "What is it?"
His cold voice had the princes
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