Sitting at my desk, I stare down at the person before me. The king's child. Or one of them, at least. Why would they want to fight? I scoff and shake my head. "You're going to get yourself killed, you know that?" I say bluntly because it's true. The king would have my head if I let them join the battle with the humans. My hands clench the edge of my desk tightly. "The answer is no. You will not be a part of this."
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