Clarkson hurried faster this morning. He’d secretly admitted his feelings to Amberly just yesterday, assuring her that she would one day become his queen. That sounded like a dream. One he was so close to, yet still had so much to do to achieve it. However, he knew Amberly would wait. She had to. He was counting on it. He prayed that no matter how long this damn Selection had to go on before she could be his, she would wait just as patiently as she always had been towards him.
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