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"Who's there?" Nayla asked but got no response. She looked through the keyhole again but saw nothing, and the lights was unexpectedly put off.

The pitchy state retroverted.

She recollected her vertigo and buckle under the realms of unconsciousness.

...

"Where's Nayla. Please Your Majesty, take me to Nayla " cried Bella.

She stood at the door of his room, hands folded together in front of her and her head facing the earth.

She was scared of him, she was scared to vex him but her fear and need of Nayla was taking full control of her little senses that she couldn't hold the urge but ask.

Since when Nayla was taken away, she had cried bitterly. She blamed herself for everything that just happened.

The maid that took care of her in Nayla's absence consoled her but she was still feeling guilty and scared.

"It isn't your fault. Lady Nayla would be back okay. Just have a little patience" said the maid.

"But... But the King was so angered that he let them take her away and it's because of me.
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