~{DEBORAH'S POV}~
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"You wouldn't dare," she breathlessly said in a daring manner as her eyes became teary.
"I already did," I casually said as I went to sit on the bed before looking at her.
She turned to look at me in disbelief and I stared back at her with one eyebrow perfectly lifted in a questioning manner.
I expected more from her but like always, she turned and hurried out of the room to go back to our brother and report me to him.
How childish of her.
It only made my actions more valid because I am more mature than she is.
She banged the door shut on her way out and I sighed and faced Dally who had a lost look.
"What is the meaning of all this, your grace?" She curiously asked.
"Isn't it obvious? I shall marry again," I simply replied.
"But you just recently got out of marriage with King Lauren," she reminded me.
"I got out of that marriage long before it was officially settled over a divorce, Lady Dally," I drawled and laid flat on the bed with my back.
