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The Choice
**Kie POV** An Elder being at a meeting between our generation was a rarity, let only having them all present. I knew I would regret asking, but this had to be something big. The entire room felt like it was going to split at the seams with Colin pacing in the far back, Rylee looking like she wanted to disappear, and not a single smile from anyone. My eyes darted between each Elder before settling on Miles as he cleared his throat. “Please, have a seat, Kie.” He motioned across the large table to the empty section closest to us. “Your Royal Highness, if you wouldn’t mind.” Tavin nodded sagely as he pulled out a seat and motioned for me to sit. Hesitantly, I sat down, trying to keep my breathing steady despite feeling like a stone rested on my chest. It felt like a million bugs crawled a
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