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The soft wind of the morning did nothing to make Vetta feel good. Nothing can lighten her

Yesterday was a disaster. She'd not only slept with a giant pain coming from her body, but she'd also slept with the knowledge that Danika will no longer be executed... that she is spending the night in the King's Chambers.

Why doesn't anything ever work out the way it should? Why does thi