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Cyrus rolled his eyes, and walked with her to the training room. "Do you think we can help him get the throne back?"

Mary lifted her head up, and glared at him. "I'm telling the truth, I was six years old, when my mother told me my best friend and the only boy I loved was dead, and that apparently she was the new queen now." She tugged on the ropes that held her wrists together. "Why do you care?"