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59. It is a storm
Narrator Cassy managed to calm down after the four traitors were executed. Izzy silently retreated to the back of her head, letting her relax for a while. "Hey." Elliot collected his mate in his arms and let her relax in his arms. Cassy closed her eyes and hugged him back. "I am okay now." She whispered. "I can't believe they think that we were snatching something which isn't ours when in reality it is the other way round." She spoke in a shaky voice. Her parents patted her back, offering their support to her. "It is our fault, I guess. We shouldn't have promised him the throne. But we were hopeless. We had given up on having a child when it finally happened." The former king remorsefully muttered. "No. Dad, it isn't your fault," Cassy whispered and turned towards them. "It just i
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