“My Queen, Princess Lucy is here to see you.” Julie bowed her head with respect.
Queen Grace replied, “Tell her to come in, I don’t want to waste more time here than we need to.” She rolled her eyes. Her daughter was a naïve, selfish woman; how could she be of the same blood?
Lucy strolled in, her typical posse of bodyguards nowhere to be found. “Mother.”
“Hello, Lucy. Have you come to gloat?”
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