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Doing Nothing with You
Calliope's POV I wasn't sure how long I sat on the couch reading in the library when I sensed someone approaching me. I looked up at a familiar face and smiled. Brown eyes looked down at me. "Hello, Clint. What can I do for you?" The guard clasped his hands as another guard walked up behind him. The other guard was about the same age as Clint, but his skin tone was like copper, and he had black hair and dark, almost black eyes. "We are your personal guards now." I lifted an eyebrow. "Really?" I looked past Clint at the other male. "And what is your name?" The other guard stepped from behind Clint and bowed to me. "I am Fernando, your highness." "You don't have to call me that. Just Calliope is fine." I told Fernando. I turned my attention back to Clint. "Bailey is going to get a kick
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