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i burst into the great hall.

nobody.

i visit the council room.

he is there with his advisers and fiancée.

they are surprised,

and do not recognize me.

until i speak.

my brother is first to respond.

he demands to know how i'm alive.

i don't look at him.

he could've said good bye before i was thrown out.

but he still sent me out to the wolves.

he is the king.

he is the golden boy.

i growl at him.

he eyes are wide with surprise.

"you have changed, sister."

he says, mockingly.

"and you have not, golden one."

i sneer back.

"at least the wolves gave me a chance to change."

i curl my lip, just like prince.

my brother keeps his golden facade.

"but now what is going to happen to us?"

he asks.

"i don't know."

i say.

"maybe the rightful heir should take his place."

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