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Cam raised a brow, humming thoughtfully. "Surely it couldn't have been that boring," she mused, patting his chest lightly. "I'll come out with you tomorrow. I'm bound to get bored here," she chuckled. At his next comment, though, she gave a small nod. "You've spent the past few months with me," she mused.
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Edited at April 18, 2026 07:00 PM by Rose Thorn Manor
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Camery grinned and leaned up to peck his lips playfully. "Yep. I'm your wifey, and I'm all yours," she mused. "I happen to rather enjoy the politics of it all so if you ever need a hand..." she trailed off with a grin.
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Edited at April 18, 2026 07:01 PM by Rose Thorn Manor
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Cam chuckled lightly, and nodded. Yeah, she was queen, but she didn't really have control over... well, anything. The king did, and she could make suggestions but that didn't mean anything would happen. She looked up at him for a moment, then wrinkled her nose. "Well then, as queen i'd love to help you out," she chirped happily. "And... you know, my father is struggling. From what i've seen, the Day Kingdom isn't in a good place. Maybe we need to go over and do something," she murmured.
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Edited at April 18, 2026 07:01 PM by Rose Thorn Manor
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Cam sat up a little when he tensed up, and shook her head. "No, no, that's fine I just..." she paused and looked over his wings for a moment. They'd ruined them. They'd hurt him so badly - he was lucky he could even fly again, never mind feel anything on them. Hell, he was lucky he was alive. Her father had tried to kill him. She squeezed his hand so tight, and let out a soft breath. "I just don't want my people to struggle because of my father," she whispered. "You don't have to go over there but we fo have to do something."
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Edited at April 18, 2026 07:02 PM by Rose Thorn Manor
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Camery looked over at him thankfully for a moment then nodded softly. "That would work. I think... i thought most of them were good people. There's really no reason they shouldn't help," she whispered softly. She looked him over for a moment, her hand reaching out to his wing, tracing gently over a scar. "I'm sorry for what he did... if i had known..." she trailed off slightly, her brows pinching together.
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