They chose me.
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Hi. I'm Renae. I'm 17, and apparently, a bastard. My dad is a King, or so. My mom was his maid. She committed suicide because of me. I live with my aunt in Cydor.
Then......
The people of Arlyn want me back in their kingdom because they realize that nothing was ever my fault. Or so I thought.
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