Franklin's POV I stormed out of the King's palace. I was fuming so badly that I couldn't keep calm. I felt like turning the world upside down because Jon was acting like I was a toddler stuck in the stupid games he was playing. When I struck my sword on the dice, I wanted to aim for his head next, but I just couldn't. I made for Paenyrah’s wing, and I arrived there still fuming. Thankfully, she was the only one in her room when I barged in, and thankfully, she was also decent. “Franklin, what's wrong?” She asked, looking bothered and worried like I had lost my mind. “Jon is testing me!” I growled, and that voice didn't sound like mine. “I want to fucking break him.” I growled, breaking into a yell as I hit her wardrobe. I didn't even touch it, and it split into two. Paenyrah now stood up, looking at me like I was losing my mind.“Franklin, calm down.” She muttered, swallowing hard. “Sit down and we will figure a way out of this.” She suggested. “He thinks I'm a fool and that h
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