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“Apology, King Father. I know I can do it. Let us start then,” Neoma said as she looked at her father with confidence now. She hated it when his father losses his confidence in her too. So, she better not let him see her doubt and weakness.

King Timodore looked at his daughter and then smiled. He tapped her shoulders and nodded. “That’s my girl. Let us start then.”

Neoma nodded and closed her eyes. She focused and listened to every word that his King Father was telling her and while listening to him, her mind was working, letting themselves travel into that place as described and directed by...