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Sixteen Lucy Lark The ravens were back. They plagued my dreams. Nightmares, really. I’d not been allowed to leave the room. Aiden was insistent that I stay there, until the protesters dispersed. Or at least that was what I had been told by my grandparents. Aiden himself had yet to visit. It was just as well. I was kept in my room. Everyone was under the impression that I had fallen sick since the King had died. The truth hadn’t been released yet. I was sitting out on my balcony, trying to ignore the morning sickness that had ravaged me since I had finally came to. There was a knock on my door. It opened, revealing tall, blond haired and blue eyed Tommy. Aiden’s cousin. My first kiss, and up until this point, I had thought of someone only as a friend. Now that I knew the truth,