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Gale watched as they bowed, somewhat appaled at it.
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The war council left with the guards. Kayla woke and waited for Gale nervously, fidgeting
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Gale returned back to their room, pulling his weapons off.
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"How'd it go? Did you find him?" She asked, hands resting protectively around her bump
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"Yeah, he's planning attacks. It's a countdown, five kills, then four, three, two, and the last one. On the sixth day, he'll invade here." He explained.
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"What do you mean? Kills?"
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He nodded. "Over five day, day one is five, two is four, three is three, four is two, and five is one. Day six he invades here."
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"I...don't know what to do. I'm sorry..." She breathed
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"It's fine Kay, you don't have to apologize." He murmured, cupping her face gently.
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"I should know, I'm the damn queen..."
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