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... into silence, yet Helga remained rooted in the corridor, her figure still as stone. The flicker in her eyes betrayed the storm beneath her composed exterior—an emotion she rarely allowed herself to feel. Was it fear? Doubt? Or perhaps guilt.
Had she made a mistake?
Helga, the Barsons’ eldest daughter, was bred for royalty. She was trained from a very young age on the ways of the nobles, trained to be a queen. From the moment she could walk, she was immersed in the arts of diplom ...
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