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Chapter Seventeen:
Charlotte’s POV: The future king smiles down at me, his blue eyes laced with adoration and wonder. He almost seems surprised at himself for feeling for me. Perhaps it is his own prejudice against humans that has him somewhat confused about his emotions. With a quick nod, his body lifts off the bed and his tall frame stretches. “You need to get a good night of sleep, Charlotte. The trial is tomorrow and I am worried it may be quite grueling.” He says, his eyes watching for my reaction. A part of my happiness dips at his reminder. “Will you tell me about the trials?” I ask, hoping he can somewhat provide any sort of advice to prepare me. For a moment his expression turns cold, but then he nods and sighs back down onto the bed. I manage to sit up a little so that I can hear better. “I
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