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out.The next thing that happens catches me off guard. “Ah". I scream but it comes out gurgled.Adrian pulls my tongue harder and I his arm to make him let go of it but he doesn't budge. My eyes dart to Annalia and Mariquita but they are smiling, they are not even making an attempt to help me. I give them a look that says “Help” but they just shrug their shoulders.I'm about to give Adrian a pleading look and then my saviour arrives. “Let go of her tongue Adrian or you are not getting any of these pastries". I hear Matteo's voice from behind me. “Ah come on". Adrian gives a sign of disapproval but still let's go of my tongue and then wipes off his fingers on my top. “You are an idiot". I say a

(Two days later) “Karrie,” I heard the distant voice of Scarlet from afar which made me turn around. I waited for her to catch up before walking towards the last class we have for the day. “Did you hear about the club party that Queen Bee is hosting tonight?” She asked me while catching her breath. “You mean Queen Bee as in Melissa? Yeah, I did, what about that?” I asked her having a slight idea of where this conversation was heading. “Aren’t you coming?” She asked me with expectations evident in her eyes.

Maxus smiling: Calm down, my dear; if you want to know something, I am glad to be your librarian here. First, my name is Maxus. I am twenty-five years old. I have fifty-nine brothers; all of them are boys. We do not have girls. The people of the kingdom give birth to females, but in very small numbers, and girls from the people of the kingdom all work in the castle without exception, and they are not allowed to marry outside the kingdom. We do not marry strangers, but only marry them. I am the sixth prince among my brothers and the first candidate to rule the kingdom after the current king. We do not wait for the death of the king to inherit the rule. Rather, they are periods of time. Each

Tables overflowed with food, roasted meats, bread rolls, things that smelled like heaven, and the humans danced, clapped, and toasted like they’d just conquered the world. Naturally, I made my rounds. The tuxedoed servers were easy targets; one dropped a piece of chicken near my paws, which I took as divine approval. A small human, Xenia and Clay’s offspring, I think, giggled and tried to pet me with sticky fingers. I allowed it. Reputation management, after all. Dez spotted me halfway through his third glass of champagne and crouched down, grinning. “Look who’s here! The real MVP!” he said, scratching under my chin. “Without you, none of this chaos would’ve happened, huh?”