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Melissa Spatiatis.

The king is still asleep. Usually, he wakes up at the slightest brightness in the sky but I figured that since he spent the better of his strength during our intimacy, he would be tired. The pale light of dawn creeps through the heavy drapes of his chambers, painting delicate stripes across the slumbering king. I glance at his face that is softened by sleep, a stark contrast to his usual regal demeanor. A pang of tenderness shoots through her, but it is later replaced by a different urgency.

What Queen Lupita said. Even if the king hides and refuse to talk about it, I know he is worried by her threat. That insolent witch brought the leviathan to Gethmorn and now, we are cornered by it. When I heard her threat, I wondered if it was solely because the broken alliance……