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-Amber- The look on his face was something I hadn’t seen before. He looked almost worried, as if hearing about where I had lived was completely unbelievable and somehow not okay. It seemed like an insult or almost abusive. His warriors looked as stunned as he did, and it confused me greatly. Yet I continued to eat, letting them come to terms with my upbringing on their own. “Anyone else?” the king asked. I shook my head. “Nope. Just her and me.” The king sighed, running a hand down his face, clearly not pleased with what he was hearing. “For how long?” he inquired. “Over 90 years.” “You’ve lived in a small house for 90 years, without protection?” he asked incredulously. I nodded, and the king seemed to find this even more unbelievable. It had to be because hybrid females were consi