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Queen Rosina's POV "Where are you going?" I asked. "To blow off some steam," she replied, walking out. Only the moon goddess knows what she meant by 'blowing off some steam' I was about to say something when the door shut close. I rubbed my forehead, my mind going back to the conversation I had with George. I got infuriated just by the thought. I should have killed him along with the b***h called Wendy. He was so lucky to have escaped death. What insolence, addressing me by my name and forgetting my title. I clenched my fist in anger. I should have taken precautions years ago and maybe Gerald, my son would be on the seat instead of him. He should guard it while he still can because it won't be long now before my plan is set in motion. I open the files placed on my table, about to

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