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My Secret. Maria’s POV “What are we going to do, my queen?” Miranda asked. “Will you shut up?” I yelled. “Can’t you see that I am thinking about it?" “I’m sorry, my queen." “Miranda.” I held her arms. “What if he says everything? The secret between us.” If Miller opened his mouth and told the king about my secret, I wouldn’t be able to save my head. What should I do? “I’m fed up." “Fear not, my queen. He knows most of our secrets. We should do this.” She drew me closer and whispered into my ear. “Really! We should do that?” I asked. “Yes, my queen. That’s the only solution we have." “Thank you, Miranda.” I pulled her into a hug. “You saved me again." “You’re welcome, my queen." “Where are you going, my queen?” she asked. “I should go now before the king interrogates him." “