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Chapter SEVEN
Roman
“Your Grace,” I said with a bow as I entered King Theodore’s private office.
He was seated behind his ornate large desk. Despite the earlier circulated concerns regarding the monarch’s health, King Theodore appeared as strong as he had on films I’d viewed from over a year ago. That wasn’t to say he hadn’t aged. With my studying, I saw how over the years his dark hair turned to white, the wrinkles surrounding his eyes ...
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