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Danika reached the King's Quarters and knocked on the door. She waited patiently.

"Come in." Came the deep voice of the king.

She hasn't heard his voice since the day before, it coursed a shiver down her spine. It made her heart to flutter too. She has it bad for him.

It isn't something she doesn't already know, but the knowledgeable never seizes to hurt her. Love is not supposed to soothe and hurt at the same time, but hers does.

She opened the door quietly and let herself into his Chambers. He was rolling a well-written scroll up, and dropping his inked pen on the desk. He raised his head and looked at her.

"I brought your food, My King." She inclined her head.

He gestured his head towards the table without saying a word.

She nodded and walked to the small eating