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-4 years after-

  Isabel is twenty years old now, and has grown stronger since her sixteenth birthday. Over the last few years I've watch over her and Nick. She seemed to have gotten feelings for him, which is a bad thing, because she'll have to kill him. They spend every moment of every day with each other. I went to their wedding a few weeks ago, and they looked so happy. When she finds out what the rules are, her heart is going to break. I had Debra tell Isabel to come to my office immediately. I sat quietly, tapping my desk until Isabel opened the door. 

  "You wanted to speak with me," Isabel asked, concerned.

  "Yes darling! Come take a seat," I said, motioning toward an empty chair. As she neared the chair, I started contemplating what I was going to say.

  "Isabel, I want to pass my crown over to you," I said truthfully.

  "Wait, what! You're kidding me," She said in surprise.

  "No Isabel, I'm serious," I told her.

  "But I always thought I was the weakest child." She told me with a blank face.

  "Because you always saw what others were capable of, instead of what you could accomplish," I spoke.

  "Over the past twenty years, you have show me your strength, courage, agility, and weaknesses," I explained. 

  Her face turned bright red in embarrassment. I smiled as she looked out the window at the nearby school. I could tell that she was struggling to comprehend what was going on. I waited for her to turn towards me, expecting to hear a yes. But instead she asked another question.


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