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His Queen
Adams' Pov; I paced in my office, pondering over my conversation with the doctor. The poison he had told me was used on her was from a rare tree, one I never thought still existed as my father, the late king, had burnt it down. The only thing that I had thought of was that the poison was obtained from another place. But why was she poisoned? I still couldn't wrap my head around it. I still kept replaying the image of her, how she had fallen into my arms and struggled to say something. I wasn't going to just sit still and let all of this happen. The office door opened and Ronan stepped in, his eyes bearing a worried expression. I was waiting for him after sending it to him earlier. He was supposed to be meeting with the council members on my behalf, but I wanted to talk to him immediat
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