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The old king smirks at me and I feel a wave of confusion hit me. This is not a normal reaction even for the king. He should be yelling in outrage and sending me to the dungeon not smiling at me with warmth in his eyes. The woman sitting next to him in their thrones, the queen, leans over and whispers something in his ear. I try to pick up what she said but I couldn't, all I know is that whatever she said made the Kings smirk widen even more if that's possible. "I have a propositions for you, young lass." he offers while staring me right in the eye. "I will pardon this little incident so long as you agree to stay here until you decide who is heir and future king to the wolves. And careful lassie, whoever you decide as king will become your husband and mate." This cannot be happening to me. The king had to have gone crazy! And to think all of this started with a bet.
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