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CHAPTER TWO-3
Vanda opened her blue eyes very wide. “Concerns me, but how can it?” “Because Favin wants you to come with us, but in disguise.” Vanda stared at him. “Is this a joke?” she asked. “No, of course not, it is very serious. But I am afraid you will find it difficult to do what Favin wants, in which case we will just have to refuse.” “What does he want?” Vanda quizzed him expectantly. “And why is it so difficult?” Charles looked over his shoulder before he spoke. The door of the dining room was closed and anyway Johnson was slightly deaf. “He wants you to come with us to provide what the Sheik who owns the horses requires and insists on. You are to pretend to be a Royal Princess!” Vanda gulped. “You don’t really mean it?” “Of course I mean it,” Charles replied almost sharply. “I have
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