//CHAPTER NINETEEN//

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Davina's gaze swept over the small crowd which was slowly growing in number. Victori stood next to her, waiting for her next move. "Victori, can you run a small errand for me?" Davina asked softly, yet her voice was loud enough for others to hear her. "Of course, your majesty." Victori said keeping her eyes downcast. Davina had told her to quit doing that, she did not want her closest friend to keep her eyes low and head bowed before her. Make it obvious that she was the Queen. Yet, Davina also understood why Victori was doing it now of all times. She was making it obvious to the crowd who they had to bow down to. Victori presented an example just how much Davina was to be respected and admired. "Take this and go to the seamstress shop that we passed. Tell her it's from me and I wo

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