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They walked further into the building to the space that was specially created for holding outsiders or rogues. Waiting at the front of the questioning room was Emma’s third-in-command, her Gamma who went by the name Chloe Riggs. She was a tall lady with shoulder length auburn hair, hazel eyes with gold flecks and a devotional spirit to work. She was Emma’s other best friend. But in work like they were in now, she was the Gamma. “How’s our hostage holding up?” Emma asked wearing the pair of gloves that Lincoln handed her in case things got ugly with their prisoner.

" I cried , Struggling to swim . Amelia shifted back into her normal form , and came close to where I was struggling for my life . She stood over me triumphantly , with a wide grin on her face . Surprisingly , she didn't get swept away by the blizzard . Standing beside her was the silver haired wolf from the party . Simon's alleged mate; Morgana.

**Nikolay's POV** I swing open the door to my office and discover Emelia already seated inside. She's a fellow single mom on the faculty, and she knows how to flaunt her hourglass figure in those form-fitting dresses that accentuate her curves. The petite woman with black hair has her beautifully tanned legs crossed as she patiently waits for me. "Emelia?" I interrupt her thoughts, stepping into the room and making my way to my desk. "Nikolay!" she chirps, getting up from her chair and picking a stainless steel box from my table which I don't remember keeping there. "I brought a peace offering.”

"Hey, are you okay?" Emily shook her head, unable to find the words to explain how she was feeling.Clara sat down beside her. "Do you want to talk about it?"Emily took a deep breath, then poured out her frustrations. Clara listened patiently, nodding in understanding."It’s okay to feel this way," Clara said when Emily finished. "You're going through a lot of changes. But you’re strong, and you’ll get through this."Emily smiled weakly. "Thanks, Clara. That means a lot."Clara reached into her bag and pulled out a small sketchbook. "Here," she said, handing it to Emily. "When I’m feeling overwhelmed, I draw. It helps me process things. Maybe it’ll help you too."Emily took the sketchbook, touche

We had moved past the pleasantries, past the stories of the old King’s cruelty—which the Queen had shared with a chilling, detached clarity—and landed squarely on the granite foundation of reality. Queen Emilia Clarke was not the fragile, beaten woman I had expected. The economic reforms of the previous week, which had crushed her old oppressors, had visibly lifted a psychological burden from her shoulders. She sat straighter, her eyes—the color of twilight on a calm sea—holding a new, unsettling resolve. She was ready to negotiate her future.

Damian says while flipping through a document. "I-I see" His secretary, Haris replied. 'Miss Amelia sure is loved' he thought. Amelia looks at the car leaving the estate. She looks at Iago who had a very serious expression on his face. Amelia chuckled, seeing the straight expression on her bodyguard's face. She didn't know why but it made her laugh. "Lia? Why are you laughing?" Maisy asks. "He's funny," Amelia said and laughs again. "Let her be. It's normal for pregnant women" Helga said. Maisy made a knowing expression.

My mom winked at me. Lucian just chuckled at this exchange. "Mom. This is Lucian. Lucian, my mom." I introduced them. "Good to see you, Lucian." Mom grinned like a little girl who had been offered candy. "You too, Mrs. Morgan." "Kyla. Just call me Kyla." Mom corrected. "Happy birthday, sunshine," Lucian whispered in my ear before pecking my cheeks. I think I was competing with a tomato at that point, in front of everyone.

* The table shook from the force that came from the slamming of Emilia's hand as she took out the frustrations she felt from Aiden. "That God Damn Fucking son of a bitch!" Emilia shouted while Aerys tried her best to hush her. Aerys Clarke is Emilia's classmate in college. She was with Emilia during good and bad times. The last time they had met was during their graduation ceremony. Both of them became busy afterward and had missed the chance to meet personally. Emilia told Aerys what had happened from what she had remembered that night to meeting Aiden once again at her workplace. Emilia came crashing to Aerys's apartment upon knowing that Aerys was free. The two ladies took their time copi

She reached for her hand mirror and called for Margarette. “How are you? Did you get the dusts?” “Margarette, we need to talk. I want the truth. I want the whole story of Lenriad. Also, I have to tell you another thing.” Ellaine opened the leaf and stared at the beautiful face of a sleeping angel with golden hair.

He was mute and his gaze travelled from her head down to her toes, she saw something in those grey eyes of his, something she'd seen the day he had kissed her. "I..I wan...want to go and see Cara" Dala stuttered "I'll tell one of the my subjects to accompany you and show you directions and to ensure you return...safely" kamur said On her way to find Cara, she saw a figure from afar that looked like that of Princess Amira. She had to find out. "Who could that be?" She asked the lady who Kamur had asked to follow her anywhere she wanted to go. More like her maid. Her name was Sita