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129. ROSELINE — "welcome to hell, my queen"

My eyes shot open.

Every inch of my body ached and it was impossible for me to move. A familiar face hovered above me but it took me a good minute to remember who it was.

"Syria." I gasped.

"You are not dead. Good."

"What happened?"

Why was she even here? I felt like something really significant had gone down but I did not know what it was at the moment. My brain seemed to be lagging by at least twenty four hours.

"The short or long version?"

The fact that Syria was refusing to be straight with me irritated me to no end. Did she think I was joking here? I tried to swing my hand at her face but it felt too heavy to lift.

"Short version." I said in resignation.

"The Queen got away, The king thinks you're dead and you're left with nothing."

There was no emotion in her voice as she said it and I was grateful for that. I did not need pity but I wouldn't appreciate mockery either.

"Help me up."

She frowned at me and then proceeded to look me up and down. "I think it's best you re
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