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King Lucien stared at the scroll in front of him. He was seated behind his desk, his head nursed a huge headache.

The open window oversees the night sky. It's almost the middle of the night. The meeting in court had taken so much longer.

The scroll held two signed signatures on it.

King Zeba and King Noir had signed the petition. King Pesih wants