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The Lost Princess

Ember Frost’s POV

The school officials had already taken their seats, but the ornate chair at the center of the stage remained empty. Unlike the others, it stood apart, clearly reserved for someone of far greater importance. The principal and the senior staff exchanged eager smiles and hushed conversations, unable to hide their excitement. The pride on their faces made it obvious how much they valued the King's visit.

Today was my graduation.

It was also the day the truth would finally ...

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