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Accept me as your mate
Damien's pov Drake's face paled at my question, shifting uncomfortably on his chair. “I am deeply sorry your highness, I didn't know. My Queen, please accept my humble apologies” he begged, looking at my mate. “It's alright” Alari whispered, making the greedy bastard sigh in relief but I wasn't about to let his blantant disrespect of me as his King and my mate go unpunished. “Thank you my Queen” he bowed and thought he could just go back to his plate. “Strip him of his title, banish him even” Lucien said and Drake snapped his head back to me. “What?!” Drake exclaimed, eyes almost bulging out their sockets. “Both?” I asked as my lips curled into a smirk. Everyone in the dining hall started whispering insults, and surprisingly, their insults were directed at my mate. “He apo
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