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Chapter 8 Serving the Royal Pain In The Ass

Sasha's pov

The sun's rays were shining through my bedroom window when I opened my eyes. Cursing colorfully for oversleeping I jumped quickly from my bed and threw on some jeans and a t-shirt. Putting my hair up quickly in my rush, I didn't bother with shoes. I wanted to make sure Zaika was fed before he left and give him a tight hug. Rushing into the kitchen Hazel eyed me and shook her head.

"Zaika is already gone, the king and his men left very early this morning," she informed me. I tilted my head at her in disbelief, feeling my heart drop.

"He didn't tell me goodbye or even leave me a letter," I mumbled sullenly. Hazel shrugged and brought a tray over to me.

"Your father wants you to care for the Southern prince so take him his breakfast," she said sternly. Frowning, I took it from her.

"You will be in charge of all of his meals until he gets a wheelchair and a room is prepared on this level or he is sent back home," she mumbled. I rolled my eyes as I shuffled slowly back up th
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