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Finding The Weapon

POV: Ameera

The moment he stepped out of that door, I fell into a state of restlessness. I tried lying on the bed, tried shutting my eyes, but sleep evaded me completely, not even a blink. I decided to go to his office where he spends most of his time daily. I thought feeling his presence would make me feel better, but I still couldn’t rest, I could not shake off the feeling that something evil was about to happen.

I pace back and forth in her dimly lit study, the weight of Keith's departure heavy on my heart. His study is filled with ancient tomes and mystical artifacts that he has collected over the years, remnants of the time he spent studying under his father's watchful eye. I never met his father, but it is said that he was a good man, worthy of the throne.

As I gazed at the relics neatly arranged in his study, my eyes fell on the books I’d stolen from Dymion and I saw it on a table by the corner with some more history books that belonged to Keith. The moment I spotted those boo
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