WRITER’S POVWRITER’S POV“What is taking them so long?” Miranda asks as she paces the room, arms folded. “They should have called by now.”“Relax, your new boyfriend will be here soon,” Austin mumbles, his eyes fixed on the document in his hand.“Are you going to stare at that all day? You are never getting the throne. You should just give up and let your son take it,” she says, playing with her fingers. “He seems smarter than you.”Austin sighs. “You are the reason I missed being king. Your blabbing, stupid questions, and irritating acts would have resulted in my death if I still had the throne.”With a smirk, Miranda walks over and pokes his head.“You will never have the throne. You are just as pathetic as the rest of us. Want me to start listing all the irritating things you've done? I may like many men, but a rapist—one who goes as far as raping girls? I hate them with every vein in my body.”Austin raises his head, eyes spitting fire.“And you think Jack is better off having th
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