It was very late at night. The palace was quiet. The halls were empty. Everyone had gone to bed. But in the King’s office, there was tension. King Rykerr and Ayla stood together, They had been called there for an urgent and delicate matter. The type that could not wait until morning. Prince Raban had gone to the King earlier. He had told the King everything that happened, and now the King had called for his brothers. Inside the office, the tension was high and the matter needed to be resolved. Prince Ulric stood on one side of the room, his arm close to Debbie, who stood beside him. Across from them, Prince Raban stood tall, his face tight with frustration. The King stood near his desk, Ayla beside him, her hands folded in front of her. “Raban told me you are his destined mate,” the King said at last, his voice calm, and firm. “Is that correct, Debbie?” Debbie’s eyes lowered. She sighed, looking tired and a little afraid. She had not expected Raban to take her rejection so bad
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