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Amaris’ POV Sofia introduced herself to me as she sat on the couch and crossed her long legs. She looked at me and smiled in a friendly way although her smile doesn't feel genuine. She's beautiful, elegant and very gentle when talking but there's something inside me, a woman's instinct that something is not right. Or maybe I'm just jealous of her because she happened to be King Ragriel's mate? "Where is his highness?" I glanced at the door before I slowly walked towards her and sat on the couch across from her. "He left early, Miss Sofia." "Oh! That's a waste. My mate and I want to invite you for lunch today. We want to talk about what happened last night and apologize." "I apologize too, Miss Sofia. It was my fault," I said in a low tone. "I see they treasure you so much. I guess