Voice: "Be my friend forever."
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"Do you..u..u.." Lura bit her bottom lip, restricting herself as Shiven's cautious eyes contacted her. Yet, her eyes burned with rage as she refrained herself.
"I'm sorry, your Highness. I took the drastic step because the preparation of his Lordship's coronation was very slow. In the time past, we were fond of starting the preparations a few months ahead." Mr. Dreal paused for some minutes, his gut was walking hard down into his stomach.
"Knowing our duties, we tend to start the preparation without your order." He spoke, fear was all over him.
Lura looked at him fiercely, highlighting his statement again infuriating more anger in her, "We? Who are the we?!!!" She squealed at him.
Within the blink of an eye, all the committees that took part in the preparation rushed out from their seats and lay flat on the floor with terror swallowing them.
