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The castle was almost silent, almost, All that could be heard was the tense breathing of the royal guard.
There was a loud, deep voice that broke the silence.
"NO, Avalon will NOT lead, She will NEVER be queen. You will find a queen and rule!" the loud voice roared.
Liam stood His ground before the throne that his father insisted he would one day sit on "Dad, listen, please... I don't WANT to rule. Whether you like it or not. Avalon will rule and I will not" he said calmly, followed by a sigh.
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