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"I." Pause "Said." Pause "What the fuck is going on here?" His voice was deathly quiet. He slowly walked in, his eyes still focused on Connor.

"My king..I.." My voice wavered. I felt Connor's hand on my shoulder.

"It's okay. Freya was just distraught and I offered her a shoulder to cry on"

"Who said you could offer any one of my candidates a shoulder to cry on?" I stepped back now, allowing the both of them to face each other. They both looked angry but the ...