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"No, she will not go to the dungeon." She kept me safe the whole time we have been in Islaraven. She saved me from becoming dragon food. That was the least I could do even if pescal and his men were really the ones doing the protecting and that wasn't even good protecting. My dad looked back at me and then looked at the council. " You heard what the princess said, "No dungeon.'

Release Sylian the Earth fae and hire her to be my daughters first lady in waiting. Dad looked at me and winked '' that's the highest title." The king continued talking, his voice was far more deep than what it once sounded like when I was a kid. I now conclude this meeting, council you are dismissed, my dad said.

I could tell the council was beyond mad that my father had granted me what I wanted. I threw my arms around my dad hugging him tightly, " thank you" I said. He leaned down and whispered into my ear that same phrase "don't let your crown slip." I stepped back from my dad and walked over to Sydney. The council left the throne room grabbing all their belongings.

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