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Contd. Melissa Spatiatis. “I can’t, your majesty…I apologize but I have to be with the king.” I say to her stern and unyielding gaze. I am in the process of having my heart broken into shatters, the last person I want to hold my stamina for is Queen Lupita. “Don’t make me say it again.” She says and this time, there is obvious threat plastered on her words. I stare at in confusion, why is she commanding her authority over me? “Queen Lupita…” I try to say but her vicious eyes counts me down. I look down to see she is holding a slender, ornate stick whose surface is etched with intricate runes that glows faintly. I lift my gaze, meeting her eyes and I feel a shiver run down my spine. What does she want to do to me? She steps forward, her robes whisper against the cold ground and she