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I stood by the door of the throne room, ears pressed against the double doors that separated me from Noah and his dignitaries that sat around him. I wasn't keeping tabs on him, but a certain birdie tipped me off that he'd headed straight to the meeting right after our little heated argument in the room. He'd left me speechless and I was sure he was reveling in the fact that he'd won and that didn't sit right with me. So I'd decided to make him pay, one way or the other.

Snippets of our conversation from earlier came up and a few words struck something in me.

Women are weaker vessels, only to be trampled upon and nothing else. I agreed it wasn't totally her fault, but a huge chunk of the blame fell solely on Anthonia but at the same time I just couldn't pin everything on her. Knowing the kind of man Oliver was, I wouldn't be surprised if he had something hovering over her head, just like his son had over mine. Either way, I would find a way to end all of this. Now that the mystery of
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