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"You can always count on me. I will protect her with my life."
He nodded once. "Thank you. It's early night now. If you both set out, you can be in Mombana around early morning. The night journey is always the fastest with a better carriage. Go with one of the palace carriage, not the horse."
"Your wish is our command, Your Majesty." They'd bowed their heads and left his bedroom.**
"Yes. He sent us to come and take care of you. We don't know how long we're staying yet, but he requested that Chad be made your Head Guard because no one can protect you better." Baski explained.
Danika's mind reeled. He sent the two people so close to him...so important to him, to come stay with her and take care of her. "Who will take care of him?" She whispered.
Baski smiled and patted her shoulders, "He will be fine." She
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