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... y arms hurt..." I collapsed face-first onto my bed with a dramatic groan. Marshi—my overly large, overly energetic dog—sprang onto the mattress after me. (For some miraculous reason, the bed didn’t collapse into splinters from his heroic leap. A mystery for the royal carpenters to solve.)
Behind me, Marella let out a tiny chuckle. "I heard His Majesty... punished you today."
I twisted my head and narrowed my eyes at her. "Are you perhaps... mocking me?"
Her gaze darted to ...
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