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Who sits on the throne?
Unknown POV; Seeing what was going on, I could say that my plan was working, even though not the way I had intended for it to. I downed the contents of the glass in a single shot, letting the harsh taste dance around my mouth before gulping it. The wristwatch on my wrist told me that my brothers were already almost an hour late, and I began to wonder if they had betrayed me. Just like me, I knew they had their own plans, but they could all plan as much as they liked. There was no doubt about who was eventually going to sit on the throne. The fact that they were still in the mansion was proof enough that they had eyes on the throne. “Hey bro!” I didn’t have to turn around to find out who it was. I let out a deep sigh as I heard a chair pull out. I chose the meeting place to be this b
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