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A Uniting Factor
"For that you have to speak to the king, child." That had been the answer furnished by Liira when I'd inquired over why she thought I'd be making a trip to Leif. My mother and grandmothers had also simply refused to say anymore, insisting that I needed to speak to my father. For a moment I had thought it was nothing more than a ploy to get me to leave my chambers and to talk to the man I'd been avoiding since discovering his betrayal. But when I had sent word to my father, he in turn had invited me to the throne room instead of one of the places we usually spoke as father and daughter, making me realize that whatever this trip to Leif was about, it was some official undertaking I would not be able to refuse. Unless I wished to dishonor my king before the nobles who’d be more than glad to p
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