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"So why can't we go into the garage?" Blake asks, his bright eyes shifting to the door that leads to the garage. I sigh, scooping a large portion of rice and steak slices into a bowl that will be for the new guest in my home before scooping out some food for Blake and Alice. "Because Crystalline decided to save a rogue used in a dog fighting operations." Atticus chimes in, his fingers flying across his laptop. Since returning home, my uncle has not left his seat at the breakfast bar, intending to get to the bottom of this illegal stunt we witness and help save those rogues being abused for the amusement of hunters. I glare at him, before turning to smile at the pups and bringing a glass of orange juice to them. "You both already know I am the Lost Princess. So it's my duty to help