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Trigger Warning:Mention of Sensitive Topics
John's POV
Kingdom of Malam
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"We were not told of your arrival."
"Tell him it's urgent." They glance at each other before one disappears for a few seconds before reappearing and opening the gate.
Darius and his people are the only ones I knew my grandfather would never be able to infiltrate or pay a price to get to the Princess.
Glancing at her, she remains close to Wilma's side, a look of fear found in her eyes. She came along with Loahkor and Reign.
We walk into the castle, the dark aura would make anyone not accustomed to the Kingdom shake in fear.
I see a shadow shift in the corner of my eye, finding a man now standing there.
A loud squeal catches us all off guard, causing us to jump in fear.
"Wilma!!" We all watch as the happy woman made her way down the stairs, her glowing with joy.
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"Lady of Grace." I greet her, bowing.
"Oh cut it out. We're all friends here." She says coming to hug me, and then Wilma.
"It's been so long. Darius did not tell me you guys were coming."
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