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George's POV I stepped back from the door, Whitney's words ringing in my mind. 'No, I don't trust you.' Her bluntness hurt more than any hit. I had to prove myself to her, had to show her I wasn't the naive person she used to know. My boots echoed on the stone floor as I walked back to my room, the palace halls seeming wide and empty. I got to my door, my hand on the latch, and then… everything went black. The lights went out suddenly, throwing everything into a scary darkness. My heart raced. Power cuts never happened here, especially in the Royal Wing. I started to think fast. Someone was up to something. Someone wanted to take Whitney away! Anger flooded through me, strong and instant. They wouldn’t take her, not while I was here. “Guards! I need two guards right now!” I shouted, my
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