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KYLER'S POV— 41

I had just one glass of Burron, but why the heck am I having the craziest headache ever? I open my eyes, looking around. How did I end up in bed? I slowly sit up, and I can hear giggles and laughter coming from the kitchen.

"Do we have some here? Perhaps, Kesem?" My voice is low. I get up and walk towards the kitchen, and a lady is sitting with her in the kitchen. I haven't seen her before. She has straight, long brown hair falling to her waistline. The palace maids don't dress this way. She's also wearing a floral gown.

"Oh, Betty," I sigh and clutch my head, groaning.

"Your Majesty! Your Majesty, are you okay?" Betty says worriedly. I nod, standing up straight and walking towards Isabelle, sitting on a long stool, eating something from a jar.

"What's that? Good morning, love," I say, kissing her cheek. I don't care if she doesn't want me touching her, but she can't deprive me of giving her morning kisses.

"Good morning," she says, staring at me. Her eyes are glancing around me, h
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