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The King
Chapter Twenty-Five. The King Ivanna's POV The guards put the chain around my neck and dragged me like a dog to where the celebration was being held. With the tag that labeled me as a ‘w***e and killer' dangling around my neck, I was a good target for ridicule. People we met on our way to the party mocked and stoned me as if I had committed some sort of treason. We got to the double door of the party hall and the guards halted. "One more thing. Miss Anna asked us to tell you that your performance determines how quickly you’d be released. You should also think about your little, crazy-ass friend. If you want her to live, and if you wanna get out of here quickly, you must put on a good performance." That heartless slut! How dare she involve Jenny in this? She sure was the meanest. But i
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