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CHAPTER 30
Louis enlarged eyes fixed on the rumored dead king as he could not believe that he was present gazing at him.
Robert quickly put on his disguise and walked towards him giving him a sign not to say a word, "It is I Louis, I am alive, not dead and I need your help" He said to the bewildered soldier who couldn't get his eyes off him.
"But" Louis managed to say, his eyes scanning Robert in deep surprise, "King Robert if you are alive, why did your kingdom declare you dead?" He inquired with a confused expression.
"There is no time to explain Louis, I need you to go over to my Kingdom as a spy and get every information necessary, I need to take back the throne from my brother at all means, and having my identity kept a secret is what I want from you" Robert ket out to the confused soldier
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