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Not Who She Thinks He Is

last update Date de publication: 2023-03-25 06:03:17

*Isla*

“Lift the curse?”

I can’t help but repeat the phrase Commander Pepelos has just said to me. Confusion washes over me, not for the first time. “What are you talking about?” I ask him. “How do you know all of this about Maatua?”

He shakes his head. “I don’t think this is the right place to discuss this, Your Highness. Why don’t we go inside, into your private chambers, and we can discuss it there.”

“My private chambers?” Nothing he has said makes the statement sound suggestive at all, but
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I wonder what Antony’s agenda aside from lifting the curse in the Island… is he Mary’s son? If he is, why he can’t just go directly to his mother. If feel like there’s about Antony that is sinister…
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