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Chapter Seven

Bastion's POV

I gripped the leather wheel of my Tacoma firmly as I flew down the interstate.

That asshole.

I rarely ever thought anything bad about my fellow King, but I was pissed. He had one job. All he had to do was set aside an hour of one fucking day to be there for our Queen.

But no....

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