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King Lucien glanced up at her, curiously. "You want tea? I will send words to the Royal Kitchen to make you the one—"

"Please, I'm t-too thirsty, I c-can't wait. Let me drink this one while Maima m-makes you another one. Please, My King." Vetta has no idea what's inside that tea but she'll be damned before she let him drink it in front of her.

Shaking her head, she walke