The Rejected Goddess
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The book had revealed something extraordinary the last time we read it. A human had entered King Roosevelt's palace, carrying the face of his late queen. The thought alone was shocking. I didn't understand what it meant, but Micha and I needed to know more.
As soon as we entered my room, the book opened itself. Its pages shimmered faintly, golden letters glowing in the dim light.
"Welcome back, dearest readers," it began, "I'm sure you're eager to continue. Someone entered the palace bearing the face of the queen? How? You shall discover the truth, not today… but soon. Now, let us continue."
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